Processing the System: Introduction
It was in the water
Where receptors were numbed
As currents of pain and pleasure
Were systematically being gummed
Blinded eyes gazed at silence
Forked tongues hissed at words
The machine making adjustments
Were the loud sounds players heard
Not for me, can't have
Move along little doggie, just get through
Suffering is your lot in life
Precious Blue can't always find, and rescue you
Words, sentences, mantra, belief
My narrative was alive......without....ME
Must hide self in the crowd
Where evil is not allowed
...........but where to hide
.................................when I must ABIDE
.......................................................in NOT.....ME!!!
Written by Trudy Schrader on 08/29/2020
Note: I swear, the healing process never ends. LOVE is always revealing areas in the heart that are cold and need the warm touch of caring love to make it whole and new again. This process is very difficult for me, but I will do the work so that I can be healed and maybe others can benefit from my journey. Wow! See!?! Melodrama....Lord, help me!
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