Jesus, Drugs, & Dreams

by Shamia   Dec 16, 2013


In a fantasy world of my own
that I cant control...
Praying for a dose of reality
so that I can quit cold turkey...

My drug of choice: my dreams
Cant seem to make it 24hrs clean....
Heartbreak is the root...
Memories are my triggers..
Dreaming is the symptom...
Im waiting on reality to make it all better....

Struggling to live in the present...
Gasping for air, cant breathe...
Falling back into fantasy...God stretches out his hand and says "grab this and you can leave"...

Living in a place that doesnt exist...The best place ive ever been.... Snap back to reality means to fall back in love with Him...
The one who sent his Son to save me...
He whispered "I only heal hearts that people gave to me"..
I wonder How do I hand it over and still keep it in my chest?
It feels like it's in a million pieces..but I whispered.."Here you go Lord...do your best"

Today there was no dream...no you...just a new pain...
Feeling like I lost all of me... But had all of Jesus Christ's love to gain =)

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