Music and poetry
Chills roll over me as the song unwinds and the goodness finds my core. I have hidden me for so long just to get bits of me out is remarkable.
I have stopped all jewelry and painting for right now. Holding onto the belief, words on parchment is by far the best kind of therapy anyone should ease into.
The softness that folds upon my spirit helps distance me. Holding down my sorrow by seeing the joy in renewing who I am. No longer scolding anyone.
The ideal notions are just simply - allow words, emotions and all thought processes find their way here. All inside the healing of me, the gaining back that hope of truth I had once before.
So long have I been gone in Jehovah's world. So long have I been reasoning, lying to Jehovah and myself. Yet now I get the picture. It was something I am capable of enduring.
A constant pressure that is released. A song that soothes and motivates.
Only that can be Jehovah.
I have stopped all jewelry and painting for right now. Holding onto the belief, words on parchment is by far the best kind of therapy anyone should ease into.
The softness that folds upon my spirit helps distance me. Holding down my sorrow by seeing the joy in renewing who I am. No longer scolding anyone.
The ideal notions are just simply - allow words, emotions and all thought processes find their way here. All inside the healing of me, the gaining back that hope of truth I had once before.
So long have I been gone in Jehovah's world. So long have I been reasoning, lying to Jehovah and myself. Yet now I get the picture. It was something I am capable of enduring.
A constant pressure that is released. A song that soothes and motivates.
Only that can be Jehovah.
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