#getting free

I’m gonna do it

I’m gonna run away

Would you like to come with me?

There’s plenty of room

For lost souls like you.

Lost souls like me.

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I’m gonna do it

I’m finally getting free.

I don’t know what I want exactly,

But I know what I don’t want

And that’s this.

Right here.

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I’m gonna do it

And I have to do it now

The longer I stay

The more stuck I will be

Until I can’t ever get away

I see that every day

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I’m gonna do it

And I won’t say I’m not scared

Terrified even

Of what’s beyond what little I know

But how long can I go on

Only knowing a little?

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I’m gonna fucking do it

And don’t tell me I can’t

Only time will tell

And honestly? Maybe you couldn’t

But I’m full of magic

And I’m only a few steps away

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I thought I was good. Thought I was past it. I thought I could laugh about it all now, and be wise and friendly.

It's eating me at night.

Shattering my mornings. I'm starting days feeling I'm worth nothing. Wondering what other step I need to take.

Towards healing.

Healing the green leaves, sunny dew, pale flowers still ravaged within my bones. Will you help me ? I should aim home...

It's far from me.

The traps into the cold, the pain of addiction. Not in my life but in yours. I'm free, I can breath. Still shaking, yet I fly.

Nightmares, you can come.

Echolocation and communication overlap but they also diverge. Sometimes the sounds I make are about measuring my surroundings. Sometimes there is something I need to tell you. Usually it’s both.

How Evil Takes Root-

Furthermore, just as they did not think it worthwhile to retain the knowledge of God, so God gave them over to a depraved mind, so that they do what ought not to be done- Romans 1:28 NIV

  Recently, I found myself in the unenviable position of attempting to encourage a relative of a professed Christian who is deep in the weeds of an ugly addiction. The addict flatly refuses to repent of their sin…

–--What if getting high just means getting free

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Stop Looking Back – The Rear-view Mirror Is Small For A Reason

I struggled for years trying to overcome a very traumatic past. The nightmares I had just would not let up. I prayed for years. I was determined to have a voice! No one was listening to me. These things happened and these people are getting away with it. It all had me so tormented. I could forgive, but there was no justice. Then I heard Him. God, He told me to write a book. My storyis a very hard…