Tribulation
TRIBULATION
My mind races south
My eyelids dash against the rocks
Serpentine venom of my dreams
Crimson moon hears my screams
As quicksand tick tocks
~
Pinch myself, i fight back the fears
Imagine this real, my mistake
I am black and blue
Lids flee north, claiming what is true
Light of day exposes the fake
~
The heavens open their blue eyes
Forever stretches deep and wide
I’m wholly exposed
Trumpet calls and I am composed
Knowing that I’m on His side
6/17/2017
Bedlamite verse
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2017
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