I am so confused of where to turn
My mind is whirling, seeking for him
who instructed, when thirsty, to Him, to run
Come rushing, my throat is cracking, surviving’s slim
My nights are scary long, the dreams hollow
the monsters are closing in, my screams too soft
Where is He when these paths are narrow
I need a sign showing my troubles He’ll lift
Reading His message, He intends not to hurt
Written for dVerse
Tonight, Laura hosts Meeting the Bar, and asks us to write a Novelinee. This is a poetic form invented by Sarah Rayburn, and Laura explains in full how to write one.
It was tough for me but here’s my trial.
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