Walls closing in
Waters rushing down
The air, once free and uplifting
Clamps on my soul
Strength leaves me
Weakness overcomes
The world becomes nothing
Hearts and drums
This is the music ringing my ear
Skin needs to come off
Nails clawing
Pressure mounts high
A voice, usually singing praise
Now a crushed windpipe
Stifling the spirit
I have to get out
I need to escape
Help Me
All thoughts running, racing
What is left in my mind
The quiet is my blanket
Cocooned into safety
Easiness overcomes me
Peace overwhelms
My soul is one with the Earth
New life runs through my veins
Until the cycle starts again
Discover more from cup of tea with that book, please
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That photo is gorgeous! And so are your words!