by Nicole 8/18/12
surreal the air
parting hairs of another
combing through the misery
cherishing the tormented lies
hotly spoken, lips pressed today
answers, never mind a fit
evil darkening the tent
stop it. Jesus all in white
says, “Repent, for I AM the Way”
find strength for the narrow, here
joy in the tomorrow, clear
drink from My water
come, come, come close to Me
fear no more