Inside the War
I notice my soul resonating with the seasons
A slow change and constant feeling,
Something reoccurring and of constant reason
But something fires me up, choking me while I soar
My anxiety is there but isn't as I set my sails on ashore
It just is and always will be
Continuous chain and recycling
For me it's always war..
I pray Justice runs swiftly
As my voice ripples the fabric of time and summons angels. A silent roar.
I say no more
Even as I slam my lips shut it pours out my vains and demands more
Copyright © Justin Worthy | Year Posted 2019
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