Backpack Journal 8

Enemies line up, one is very hard to shake

Accompanies short-sightedness using my voice

Looks just like me and speaks with bent barbed twists regarding history

Careful, watch your step, or be frozen

With a handheld mirror in the mind, thinking of self, double time.

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When I wake to urinate already rushed at the gate by foul winds pointless chatter doesn’t matter I’m embarrassed father hands empty no offer to my author seems the globe spins commercials within worldly thoughts sneaky sins, shame

God, will I ever put you first yes I read daily verse after verse storing up treasure in a heavenly purse praying too although I’m bad at vulnerability plainly dizzy-headed say I’m ready then forget it not sure of anything

Seems I’m really an alien on multiple levels I’m sure the enemy revels in confusion devils happy to present false conclusions say in your love exclusions any confidence an illusion I’m too buried in seclusion when all I’ve ever wanted is inclusion.

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Careful, watch your step, or be frozen

With a handheld mirror in the mind, thinking of self, double time

Seemingly walking in circles in hard times.

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