Have gotten back to occasional free verse "poems". Here's one more:
Missed
Refusing the feeling,
fear overtook me. I ran.
Seeking the nearest, the most familiar,
I clung to it and let it drive me.
Tricked and manipulated,
suffering consequences of lies.
Forgotten directions, ignored warnings.
A past of pain. A present of sorrow.
Craving light from the darkness.
I missed it.
Father, words, inspiration, apart from you I can do nothing, have nothing, produce not a single breath of life. Thank you is never enough. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.

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