Saturday, September 11, 2010

9:11

9:11
irony in every second, in every number
heartbeat increasing, like I'm running from something
mind says, "run faster, run harder..."
heart can't keep up with my thoughts
out of breath so I drown
feels like I'm drowning in the air
under the covers
close my eyes
Ye though I walk through the valley...
YE THOUGH I WALK THROUGH THE VALLEY
all messed up inside
praying for relief
crying for release
needing a healing
so I call 9:11
open up to Luke 9:11
what's happening to me?
what has happened to me?

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