Overwhelmed

when i am stressed
overwhelmed
my life spins out of control

always chasing my tail
feeling tossed about
no matter what i do
no matter how i try

my life still spins out of control
i’m nothing but a slave
to all powerful master
* time *

my heart my soul
my spirituality
are at their weakest
literally
bowing to the wrong masters
revering manmade gods 
    


AP:  3rd place 2020
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Gentile Avatar
January 29, 2018 at 9:23 AM
I couldn't agree with you more, well done xxoo
Gauthier Avatar
January 29, 2018 at 12:36 PM
Thank you, Mike. Much appreciate your visit.
Raynes Avatar
January 28, 2018 at 8:52 PM
such an interesting thought, makes us all stop and think, great write Line :)
Gauthier Avatar
January 29, 2018 at 12:36 PM
Thank you, Lewis. Very appreciated visit.
Sands Avatar
January 28, 2018 at 11:48 AM
Good points , well written Line :)
Gauthier Avatar
January 29, 2018 at 12:37 PM
Thank you, Heidi. Much appreciated.
Onclaud Avatar
January 28, 2018 at 2:47 AM
may we allow time not to control manisfestation of dreams, of spiritual journeys... lovely verse, line.. huggs
Gauthier Avatar
January 28, 2018 at 10:25 AM
Thank you, nette. Best wishes.
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