Emotion Dough

Emotions always rise

Red Apple Car

Putting my weaknesses out

Or perhaps the truth I’ve been hiding

Wash my mind out

Rewire my heart and reshape my eyes,

Burdens all my own

Walking on unsure of home

Why me

Adrift at sea…


Shipwreck or sail

Stick with it or bail

Face up during hail

Me myself is a jail

The head not the tail


Screams in my private hall, daily

Narrow gate concerns and I’m praying, save me

Time is running out and I’m wasting minutes

I want to trust fully before I’m finished.

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