The Forest grows dreary....
must run for safety.
The dusk draws near
vision starts to fail
yet I still run.
As darkness sets
the forest grows
the trees loom above me
Panic hits hard
My brain screams RUN!
I run through the forest,
I run to the fortress.
The forest holds me back,
tripping me, grabbing me,
holding me back.
Safety is close but the forest
holds me back.
I feel the rip of thorns,
the grasp of roots at my feet.
My mind screams RUN ON!
So there it is something that I started writing at church on Sunday. It is no where close to being finished. it is kinda a morph between a song lyric and a poem so i am not sure which it will end up. I just wanted to share it and get some feed back about it. Sunday was so cool. I have been talking with some of my friends about my tattoo that I am working on getting together to get drawn so that I can get it and it has sparked a lot in me. I know that God is doing some good stuff in me because of this tattoo. It is causing me to go back and look at things that have gone on in the past and look toward the future to see what God has promised me. Enjoy the writing up at the top and let me know what you think.
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Hey RJ. I like it. At first I wondered if you realized you'd "accidentally" repeated yourself, but when I thought about it some more I decided that panic is frequently characterized by short, rapid, repetitive fears. I guess it's sort of like meditation, but backwards. Anyways, keep going w/ it.
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