I’m with you wherever you go.
Just call me”
I hear this all of the time.
But I sit on my bed and I have travelled nations and seas alone.
Slept out of my bed in the cold
Walked in the dark alone
Fallen into holes,
Bitten by large creatures that I don’t even recall what or how many they are.. Lost strength
I screamed so much I felt like my head was going to drop.. I called.
I kept calling
But you never answered.
You just peeped through my windows at intervals and remained excited quietly seeing me on my bed, lost, looking at the plain wall.
Because I really haven’t moved from this bed.. When in the reality of my mind,
I have been beaten,
Lost blood… In my mind.
You forgot you were limited and all you could see was all you could see.
But I was dying.
My power house was on fire.
My building was still intact, on my bed.
It takes just a while.
I will get burnt.
Just by sitting on my bed and staring.
And allowing things I cannot see but hear set me on fire starting from the tiny hairs on my body.
Take me to the person that is closer than my breath
Someone that I can step into His rest
Someone that is with me wherever I go..
Wherever my mind travels.
Shepherd of my soul.
My anchor in the wind of the waves
Written by; Ifeyinwa Amagwula
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