Dark Cave(s)

by stewart

How long is this sentence?

Jailed in a world

Of my own creation.


Afraid to break free;

Daily I am tormented

By thoughts and desires.

These rub against me

Like thorns from a tree.


You say: leave them behind.

Move on. You are what

Stands in your way!


O that it were that easy.

Old thoughts, like chains pulling at me.

Wearisome, repetitious living,

In the dark caves of my mind.


O Lord, help me break free

And journey back into the Light;

Leaving myself behind, again.



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