I see this as the description
of being trapped in one's mind.
In a way, we are all prisoners
of our mind.

Axilea

He's probably in there holding you up right now, Liz, making sure you survive it. This is a powerful question. Keep your heart open to the help....Jerry

Great poem Liz. I believe we are all just a shade away from insanity. Not all of us receive the trigger that sends us over the brink. There's a history of depression and emotional problems in my Dad's side of the family, so I found your words to be very profound.

Anna

"Can you reach me here in hell, Lord?" That line was very powerful and touching. A very touching and wonderful write.

It's an alarming reality that everyone's mind is not contented. For this reason we should show compassion for one another.

Blessings. Milton Handfield

Do I ever know the feeling!! Shouldn't waste precious time on regrets, but reality does love to lurk, doesn't it. My brain, too,
becomes "tricked and murky." Hard to write autobiography because
memories do not stay in sequence. . .especially bad ones. Anywaaaaay, thank you for writing and sharing this. May the memories you will have of today, and all future days, be in the main happy ones. And go easy on yourself! Lovin' Hugs, 'Pea'

I enjoyed this poem, Well done,
Mariann

traumatised pasts can steal our living moments of the now, seeming to keep us bound when the memory of them recurs. But now IS actually all we have, however much we may worry and anticipate the future or ruminate on what has been. The continuous present seems an impossible pinnacle to inhabit and cling to at times, but I think it is a most freeing place if we can learn to transform it moment by moment into the plateau of our on-going experience. Many can relate to shades of your feelings expressed here, Liz, to a greater or lesser degree. I am glad that you are in a good place right now and long may it continue! Wherever you are and whenever, there is most certainly One who will weather it with you... Kate xx

I have heard much about pain and suffering this Holy Week.
It is normal for Christians to go through pain and suffering.
We are blessed in the mist of all the stress.
Prayers go upand the blessings come down.
Amen

I get an overall zombie-like feeling here. These type of days on end must be so scary for you. As always, stay strong. Love and Hugs,
Sheila

Fantastic poem,great work,thank you for sharing this,take care

Edwin

. . . a remarkable write - splendid!

Lance

So glad to hear you are ok sweet lady...I know how you feel I'm like that a lot these days..stress makes me SCREAMMMM...keep smiling and remember you are not alone....stay safe and well..OK... Hugss,much love too you...

Your poem comes alive through your plea at the end...
Cryssa

We all question our sanity, Elizabeth, some more than others - powerfully, achingly penned (and felt, especially as of late) - well done. You are in my prayers.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Where is reality lurking,
In this brain so tricked and murky

I think many of us can relate, Elizabeth.

Elizabeth,
This is a question each of us asks at some time and the answer or answers may not come easily or at all. Good to hear you are doing well.
John

Sorry to hear you have to feel this way Elizabeth but yes the Lord is with us at all times where ever we are dear. Be strong and follow your heart to reality.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

I can feel every bit of your pain, Liz, but have no fear that the Lord can always reach you, even in the depths of despair. Hugs, Elizabeth

This is very compelling and meaningful, Elizabeth. I know it may sound "trite" but I often wonder the same myself. Thank you. Love, peace, strength, and my very best to you,

Regis

Well I have made that journey in the last few years more than once and so far have found the light and the strength to find my way out of the dark...I guess sometimes my own fear is that I won't always find my way back...

hugs
fee