Illusionists Game

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
The world has collapsed
and from waht I see
it has fallen all around me.

Like there's no way out
and no way in
nothing to prevent my giving in.

Is it only me
or do you feel the same ?
Are we mere puppets in an illusionists game ?

You must understand me
your heart and soul still function
so help me make the best of this pain-filled junction.

Or are you like them
just like the rest
boxing me in until I'm forced to confess.

Do you find this funny
or think that you'll win ?
Sorry, but Jesus Christ has already covered my sin.

Submitted: March 31, 2007

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Submitted: March 31, 2007



This is written almost as if I am speaking to the devil without even noticing it at first. It's like I was so lost and alone, like my own personal hell. And at that time, you really don't care who you are talking to, you just don't want to be alone. So I wrote this like I finally realized, I was straying from God and making a mistake. Why ? Well, because I didn't trust God to solve my problem. And that is a common mistake, we think things are too big for our God. Like sure You can heal people, turn water into blood, or water into wine, but not me You can't fix this. But God can, and we just need to surrender, God will carry us through.

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