#Recovery

Swimming in darkness
Comforted by demons
Drowning in darkness
Tormented by demons

Then that light beckoned—
Through the darkness like a lighthouse,
Shining on me—drowning and tormented—like a mirror,
Becoming a lifeline.

In the night, a calling from Him—
A calling to His form of commitment,
A calling through a film,
A calling to His love.

Taking darkness from my heart,
Allowing me to keep a part of it—
A test to see when I’d fully surrender
To His will over mine.

Dedication

Meditations on a new creation.

New visions, new sensations.

Supplications of new patience.

All it took was dedication.

Saving even the pagans,

Wicked to holy, divine translation.

Motivation for times changing,

Open with reality—communication

This is my dedication.