Tangled

I kept getting tangled in the thoughts that I thunk To many problems intertwined with old junk The who and the why the where and the what None could be answered to many doors had been shut I wanted clear cut answers so I looked to my dreams But my mind kept on slipping seeping out at the seams What I needed was quiet to escape the voices in my head So I cleared my mind fully as I lay in my bed I heard a small whisper “Your problems aren’t you’re own, I’ve always been here with you I’d never leave you alone.” Peace came over me I was finally at rest Jesus took all my burdens and I became truly blest.