Wednesday, April 24, 2019

Tossing and Turning a poem

Tossing and Turning
the pain of yesterday walking with tomorrows
trying to find comfort
and nothing's really there
shackles of fear
dances in ear
breathlessly strive
bodies divide
striving for peace
before you sleep
shadows fall
darkness crawls
not praying to die
but wanting to cry
eyes close
nightmares grow
stabbing knives
broken bows
help comes from a distance
By: Bernice Bowling

Thursday, April 18, 2019

My dream about the cliff God gave me

God gave me a dream. I was sitting on a branch on the side of a big cliff. I had fallen and had landed on a branch. The cliff was as tall as tall could be and down below was icy water. The water looked kind of shallow and purple like Kool-Aid, and I didn't know how I could hang on much longer and I heard a voice from above it was my aunt. I hollered for her to send help, bring me a rope, and IDK why but she was going to send me food down there before she sent the rope and I got so mad and before I knew it I was off the cliff and back up at the top. Idk how I got there but I was going to tell them off for trying to send me food instead of a rope to help me but the stupid thing is after I got done I was going to go back and sit where I was before and holler for help for someone to get me a rope.

I didn't know what this meant at first but then it came to me. My energy levels had gotten so low that if I stood to do anything I would get so dizzy to the point of passing out and if I walked much my back felt like It was going to break. I had gotten so depressed and had been exhausted for so long where I had let my system run down that I didn't think I could do anything. I just kept waiting and asking for help day in and day out because I didn't think I could do it myself but God was telling me in this dream that I could. I can help myself and I can get better. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.