Thirty Three

Thirty -Three

 

I have awakened now, the dream has my mind at its peak, the voice was so clear as it was screaming “someone please help me.” It spoke to me not once, not even twice, the voice was somewhere inside of me. It was speaking to my soul as if a mocking bird was singing the blues at my feet. It has activated my emotions, as to say tears you are welcome to proceed; and then God spoke and said “now my son you will weep.”

I'm stuck now, the voice will not let me go, it is choking my heart and it has refused to let it go. I'm screaming, “I surrender!” but the gravitational pull of the voice desires more. It is saying to me that the pain is so profound, my brother can you please come help me now.

I just wonder why this voice has chosen me, I'm tired as hell, please let me go back to sleep. I am curious to know, did my mind play a trick on me! Or is the voice in my mind asking something of me? Or is it something I'm missing? Or is this a message that I need? I must believe that something, or someone, somewhere out there is screaming to the heavens that they need me. Now it is time for me to let go of wasted time, so that I can be just what the world needs me to be. I will be all that I am, at the age of thirty three.