Shelter From The Storm, Poetry

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Shelter From The Storm

Shelter From The Storm

Shelter From The Storm

Our own minds can give us freedom, or enslave us in a world of darkness and terror. At times, we play back painful messages in our minds over and over that we were forced to be subjected to as children. These negative dialogues become our reality as they take a life of their own, affecting how we behave, make decisions, and live out our lives. It would be helpful for us to remember to build ourselves up, and not continue to re-injure ourselves by playing back any negative recordings of our past.

Shelter From The Storm

Inside my bedroom

is where I take shelter

from this world's

terrorizing whirlpool of

helter-skelter.

If these walls were soundproof,

I would never hear roar

the dangerous monster

that lurks outside

my door!

Shelter From The Storm

Hide

Both night and day,

this is where I abide;

for so many years, now,

I have managed

to hide!

Reach for the doorknob?

I will not dare!

Is it raining or sunny

outside?

I do not care!

Shelter From The Storm

Security

Books, a typewriter,

my radio, and dolls;

my needed security

is found within

these four walls.

My vivid imagination

will give furious chase

to any boredom

that chances

to enter my place.

Shelter From The Storm

My Mind

Happy and contented,

I will live in here, forever,

as long as the blankets,

covering my windows,

will still be holding together.

But, where on earth

will I ever find adequate shelter

from the ravaging of my own mind's,

heightening,

helter-skelter?

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Shelter From The Storm

Shelter From The Storm

Taking Shelter From Helter-Skelter

Sad & Soothing Piano Music

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