The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

Penetration of Spirit

these feelings bleeding
  penetration of Spirit

these emotions swimming
  indecision is winning

help me -- 
  i've got no mission

help me --
  i'm full of rivets

i'm all broke within 
  my insides

these thoughts crawling
  further away from god

you cannot help my situation
you cannot lift the skies
you cannot breach the walls
    of where my Soul has 
    gone to die

help me --
   i'm waking up drowning
help me --
   i'm too complicated 

And these feelings bleeding
  a penetration of my Spirit

:: 09-28-2018 ::
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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