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Turmoil

I woke to find destruction within my room
Amongst the ash and smoke I found
All that remained of my Spirit Guide
Alone and unprotected
I’d nowhere to hide

No ring of protection
Nor a halo of light
No shield from the evil
No sanctuary, nor safe haven
Towards the darkness I drifted

Can’t control this turmoil inside
I don’t know what path to follow as I travel and traverse this world which attacks me with every step
I no longer recall what my destination is or how I am going to get there without my angel or guide
Can’t control this turmoil inside

I woke to find destruction within my room
Amongst the blood and feathers I found
All that remained of my Guardian Angel
Alone and unprotected
Where I stood, I fell

This turmoil inside I can’t control
Can’t control this turmoil inside
This turmoil inside I can’t control
Can’t control this turmoil inside
Control
Turmoil
Inside

No ring of protection
Nor a suit of armour
No cloak from the madness
No safe haven, nor sanctuary
Towards the darkness I stumbled

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Comments

I want to howl with the pain of it...turn into a silvery wolf, sit before the full moon, throw back my head and howl in promise... I love this lyric and you must record it, please??? I would take your pain, if only I could...

love, Sis
ever, eddy

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Don't worry Sis, this is just a piece of fiction...no real pain felt during the process of writing.

regards

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"with all that I am & all that I could be, I walk this earth, yet nobody sees me"

author comment

to read it, love!

*Hugs, Sis

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And responds, please be courteous
And reply in kind, thanks.

Some times our thoughts whirled in eddies of wind inside us trying to cause more harm than good. But your capacity to control and put stop on it guarantees your safety.

"By virtue of creativity, my literary genre is poetry".

~Jackweb

appreciate the read & comment,

regards

One.

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"with all that I am & all that I could be, I walk this earth, yet nobody sees me"

author comment

a great deal of turmoil and agitation in this write. It's kind of tough to believe that there is no place to hide. I felt the anquish and understand it well. I have no criticisms, but wish the protagonist well. ~ Geez.
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