Bumbarded
Bumbarded
The over whelming thoughts bumbard my mind, sleep i can't find.
in my head i try to justify, the lies, the hurt, the pain, and i can't find, answers to my questions.
My thoughts bumbard my mind. No peace, no joy, no happiness no me. Clarity is something i try to find.
But with the noise the kinds and the thoughts that bumbard my mind. I ask GOD when will i rest, instead of being stressed with the devil's mess. And he reply's, in time only good thoughts will bumbard your mind.
Seek me and rest you will find, then i will give you control of your own mind.A reprebated mind you do not want to be but that's what happens when evil thoughts bumbard thee.
So i read my bible nightly and say many prayers for thee. For i know in do time evil thought will no longer bumbard me.
Inspired by and dedicated to: GOD
Written by: Niketa j. Dearborn
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