Shea-Lyn Cunningham Poet Free verse

Anxious Soul

God,
Darling your so blind

You know exactly what you believe
You know exactly how to live it
And yet you don't

This knowledge
Personal fact
Is hidden by anxiety
Trying
Just trying
To make it through another day

I guess it’s true
Survivors can’t be philosophers
I can’t even live common truth

Every day
I ask another survivor
Who has figured out slightly more than me
If I’m ok
When their answer is yes
I make it through another
Thoughtless
Panic filled
Terribly silent day

So soul,
Don’t worry
I’m just on my way to find someone who is ok
I’ll make sure we are
And tell you so we can both rest

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Beata Agustin January 6, 2022 at 1:32 AM Thanks for sharing this. Welcome to PS. Meanwhile, I welcome you with God's love, expressed in John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." God bless you.

Caren Krutsinger January 3, 2022 at 8:22 PM Welcome to Soup! "Every day I ask another survivor Who has figured out slightly more than me If I’m ok" This made me smile; it makes volumes of sense. Shea-Lyn Cunningham February 11, 2022 at 2:25 PM Thank you for your feedback, it means alot! Shea