a mind playing game,
to conquer my days,
in it’s selfish ways.
When clouds loom,
threatening to rain down on me.
I look above to the one who holds the key.
The one who shelters me from the storm inside my mind.
Who never lets me go.
The god that my heart calls home.
Thank you for forgiving my wandering soul.
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