I have sown thistles for too long
What is my new me?
I’ve stood in the rain
(inside)
The water dries up
In the valley of tears
Flood of sand
Who can enclose the darkness?
I long for the one who died for me and now lives
Month: October 2017
The sun is shining
on the folded hands
I’m only dust
The curtain of the sky
Torn apart
The head is filled
With your word
The day sleeps no longer
Waiting for the lamb
On my knees
I’m lying
In the shadow
Of your wings
Only you, Lord can quench
The thirst
In my soul
Eternal you
You, the only God
You are my life and my light
You are who you are
Rain
tiredness
I can’t feel myself
A bird flies into the window
The body is a stone
Don’t wanna get up
The cold fingers
Write no more
I’m tired and hungry
I can’t do anything
Headache, autumn storm, October rain, moving mess and emptiness
I am powerless
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