by Sherrell Faythe

Feel like peeling away my skin
Releasing my soul- 
to run naked under the street lights 
Feel like confusion 
Malignant, malicious and petruding
Words add to my frustration 
Too worldly-my thoughts
Unable to understand 
Trying not to think
To maybe then just meditate 
Let the spirit man speak through me  
Not afraid
Just weary
Ready for those “better days”
Only to be reminded daily to be more patient 
More patient than the day before 
Laughing at the blessings
Trying to be more thankful 

Untitled by Sherrell Faythe

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