Grasping at sand
Coming up empty
Chasing the wind
Into thin air
Gasping for life
Nothing but sighing
Climbing and climbing
Finding more stairs
Swim to find safety
Drown in the sea
Struggle for breath
Choke on the waves
Tread toward surface
Sink in depression
Seek sanctuary
Find nothing that saves
Two roads diverge
Dead ends abound
Grace has but withered
Death all around
Born into darkness
Live unto fear
Scream into silence
No one to hear
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Complacent dreams
Starting to rust
Move forward go!
Westward ho!
Allons-y!
Live and let be!
Always placate
Live to sedate
Others may thrive
I'm just alive
-Just a poem about how I feel right now. I feel kind of powerless to my addictions. I have hope in Christ though. On Him I can be sure. Just got to keep living and learning as I go. Someday this will be an epic thread woven into my life's tapestry. Though it be but one thread, it WILL matter. From the ashes I WILL rise up.
Grace abounds,
Erin
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