Wednesday, May 27, 2020

My Rock

My rock.


You are my rock...
you hold me down when I get caught up in the tearing winds of my anxieties and manic episodes. 

You are my rock...
You are my safe place to land when I am tired of holding myself up and the world is too heavy.

you are my rock..
you shield my peace of mind and guard my heart when the world seems to barrage me. 

You are my rock, 
supporting my legs so that I can stand once again when the storm has passed. 

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