Reaching Out

This picture says it all for me...

A space of pain 

With a mind going insane

Spinning out of control

My heart needs to grab a hold

Intellectually it all makes sense

But the intellect never seems to rest

The heart screams to be understood

The mind is a bad neighbor hood

The answer is to reach out

To trust in my fellow man

It feels like a fight another bout

But deep in my heart I know I can

GOD speaks to me 

Looking with in I can see

A choice

From that small silent voice

GOD is that you?

What do I need to do

Reach for one of my other GIFTS

My hand lifts

My head begins to bring back some intellect

The voice in my heart gets louder

GOD puts the mind in check

And my spirit than gets prouder

Standing tall

I will not fall

Cause I am in the hands of you

With GOD and those that knew

My inner fight

with self

with GOD I just might

place my fears on the shelf

For all to know the real me

Reaching out

Is the first step for you to see

Because GOD spoke quietly, He didn't shout

"Written Freestyle Off the Top of my HEAD"