Tag: Poems About Anxiety
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The Sailor
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Release me – free to move loosely, like the waters of the river bend. Blow me across the sands of time, like blades of grass in the summer wind. Throw me into the chaos of your order. Tear down these walls of imprisonment. Unchain the thoughts that hold me as a prisoner in a world…
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A Light in the Darkness
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When all lights have been extinguished And it seems all stars have faded to black, When all mock your name And this cold world leaves you on your back, When sickness leaves your body limp And you’re unable to make it on your own, When friends turn against you And you feel you’re all alone,…
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Rescue
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We have sailed across the vast sea of love, Sojourning and searching across the endless waters For the ship we’ve been waiting for – And the One to carry us home. At last, I have found you, and you – I , Two shipwrecked sailors, brought together by the hand of the divine. A beacon…
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Prayer For Dealing With Feelings of Doubt
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My Lord, why have you not heard my crying?Is my voice not loud enough to reach your ears?I sit in the pool of my own tear drops,drowning in the loneliness of my fears.I yearn for you. I yearn for freedom-caged like some wild beast no matter where I go.But your enemies…they’re free to roam.They walk…
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Walk On
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If the road stretches you, walk on. Sprint, stumble, or crawl but walk on. Don’t look for the exit signs, the mile markers, rest stops, or places to lodge. Fix yourself to the road ahead, not the distractions on the sidelines. Hold your destination firmly in your hands and grip it tight, or else it’ll…
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The Woman I Used To Know
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I don’t know whether to call you an old love or a new friend. But our memories together are still pulsing through my blood, and my heart feels there are still some loose ends. But I’m no longer blind to the barriers that stand tall between us. I know there must be new seed to…
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The Artist
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For me to live a life void of expression means to not live at all. Yet I’ve ignored the true desire of my heart for so long it seems my craft has become rusty and dull. Thoughts used to be able to slice words through page after page. But now I find them jagged and…
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I Prefer – Poem about Loving Living in the Country
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I Prefer – Poem about Country Life I prefer the pastures beyond the prairie, way back without any glimpse of home- for that’s where joy seems to find me- it’s in seclusion I feel least alone. I prefer the forest beyond the fields, where treetops shield me from the outside world, where the peaceful melodies…
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