The Pain..the Ache…The Mercy…The Grace..The Hope..The Race…The Love..The Hate..The Journeying…The Making of me(Or better yet, The Undoing of me 😌😉)
Sometimes I feel wrong for my criticism, but then again things like this help me see maybe it’s burning in me for a reason. I’m not the only one, I just suck at being an angry ass about it. But, we’re living it. You’re praying for it. 🤷♂️
Jesus/God/Love/Source seeker, mother, poet; trying the best I can. I have fought depression, anxiety, and who knows what else since I was an adolescent. I am trying to allow my writing to be as free and organic as possible, so if I appear to be a little too unstable, you're right on track! Jesus said 'the truth will set you free," and I ran with it.
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