or underneath my covers. i've been hiding for a day now, been hiding for many many years. i've got my own little universe tucked underneath my shirt. but even the metal or plastic dusty slats can't keep the sun from coming in, grabbing my quivering chin...
i know it doesn't matter. if i'm under cotton or blue blue sky. i can't escape all of this. the corners are uninviting, the doors are open wide. even if i read a thousand books or plugged myself onto the net, there is nothing that can undo what life keeps dragging in...
i'd settle for the familiar coaster ride, the up and down stomach ache...but this dull moving forward...it's killing me instead...
i'm looking at frozen bullets hanging in my air, i pluck them never thinking they'd blow up in my hand...
oh it's time. to jump in the shower, wash off the greyness, dive into worn blue jeans, dive into the world...remember God is everything.