Thursday 2 June 2016

Restless Tremors



Where would this restlessness be shouldered to?
Feeding my threshold, it's tiring I swear. 
While the day replaces, so my age doubles.
But the life's journey is at still.
Awaiting assurance, confront insecurity.
Seek refuge under His mercy.

Hold me back again.
Pull me down into the circle
Chain that has no end

Dwell in loneliness
Forces yearner to tear down desire. 

If this is Your trial
God, I'm giving up.