Too many things to share

don't know where to start

The repeating thing in poems

slips away like water on dry land

But luckily there is a plan

And not feeling like there is, there is

Sometimes I cheer up

I wish I could enjoy coffee

In a bar I'm seated

Little lights flickering in a tree

I dream away with the sound of Jazz

Repeating the same with breakfast

I don't see why

Inconguency, never knew

now I know

Words come up and ambition drives

Away from all, I don't run

once I've tried I never manage to do it again

But I will set it so strait

Oh God fill me up with your truth I pray

And you know, He is always with me

Even in that time

Running away from everything

Hiding for the world

Somewhere

The repeating thing in poems
don't know where to start

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Based on some experiences from this day and weeks ago. I thank God for always being there with me. This may sound very strange to you, God what the fuck who is God you might say to yourself. I say to you, ask Him, just do it, you don't have anything to lose, just ask Him to show who He is.