Wonderfully Made; a spoken word of Psalm 134
WhovianPastor
You see me. Not just the parts the world wants to see,but all of me—the way my body moves, or doesn’t.The way my mind races, or slows down.The way I…
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“The Abyss Inside” (A Spoken Word Poem)
They speak to me, constantly. Whispering first, like spider legs brushing against the back of my neck. Then louder, sharper, jagged syllables that bite and tear— Until their screams drown…