Hurt Like Me

Do you know what it’s like
to be in my mind do you?
I’ve traveled through hell
and am nowhere through.

I doubt anyone could see
the doubt I’m dealing with.
The world cold turns found I
it has left me with dark gifts.

I didn’t want this soul now
in this uncertain world led
by those who can’t see past
all those whose soul is dead.

Throw my hands I do to sky
asking the Lord for patience.
Maybe turmoil has purpose;
he made laughter contagious.

Together we soar into voids
of our own discovery to find
we all have the same in
our hearts, souls and mind.

Kept I have scars I’m ugly
dear Lord can’t you see
I have this thing you left
in me called my need.

If I don’t confess my sins
my heart suffocates dead.
I bleed a blood the color
the same as Christ bled.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Mark Ryan says:

    Squeezed like in the hands of god. Love the formatting, the artwork and the feel to this. Great piece.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. J.Michael says:

      Thank you Mark. You are awesome as always.

      Liked by 1 person

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