Posted by: Lisa | August 22, 2012

Vortex

August 22nd:
Suddenly sucked into a vortex –
the date of hermitage entrance –
blackened pit of dread and despair.
Swimming yet sighing,
oh my weakness, fatigue.
Let me sleep.
Bound by discouragement,
I still want God –
five years later, yes,
I strive and breathe.

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  1. Great poem, Lisa. Thanks for sharing.

    • Glad you like it! Pretty cool when poems just pop into one’s head. šŸ™‚


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