Showing the Way
Alone in this house I sit
Wondering if I have a place in this world
will I ever fit?
I feel so empty
And yet so creepy
I want to go outside and enjoy the
beautiful day,
Watch my children laugh and play.
It feels to open outside,
Go in, stay out when will I decide?
I try to focus on the prettiest flower,
Lord give me strength and power.
I feel it start to rise in me,
The wind picks up, it's nice and breezy.
I just needed to take a step back,
And realize I don't have to give into an
attack.
I can do this,
I quietly hiss.
I will make it threw the day,
Because God is beside me showing the
way!
Copyright © Angela Nowell | Year Posted 2011
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