Like blackbirds feasting on my bones.
Apathy to joy. Happy to sad.The cause unknown.
They rise and fall, carnivorous flock.
Flipped over, turned back.
My heart once soft, becomes a rock.
Fooled by these capricious fiends,
All of my compassion gone.
They pick me up, to throw me down.
Heart first full, now empty, bleeds....
Wallowing helpless in my pit,
I whisper out my prayer to you.
Please. Pull me up to where you sit.
Your love forever strong and true.
I do myself continual harm,
then reach out bleeding, for your arm.
Gently speak you, One Most High.
Again you find me where I lie.
Retrieving me from self-made pain,
You draw me up to purest air.
Emotions now caboose my train.
Truth alone, this atmosphere.
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