Fury

I'm tired.

Too tired for stories and imagery.

I had a dark moment today and the grace of God's seen me through it.

Right now I'm trying to cage more than once voice in my head.

The same old whispers are now shouts.

I feel so utterly powerless. So completely stupid. And thus so.... furious at myself.

Lord help me.

You are my portion, I need you here with me now.

Let your presence never depart from me.