This is how I know my mind has taken leave of my senses:
That I still think, but thinking is hard and –
Thoughts enter and leave
without effort or explanation.
That other thoughts stick and spin
And swirl,round and round and round.
Thoughts of ending, of crying,
That when I sleep or daydream,
I imagine heaven,
Dwelling in Peace and Rest,
That when I am alone, or left out,
I despair of being so.
And when with others,
I scream inside
That I am tired;
Exhausted beyond measure,
By the simplest task,
Wary of the smallest request.
That it all feels like too much.
God, Who loves me completely:
For the tears that are uncried,
For the thoughts that are not checked,
And the dreams that are outwith control,
I need only Your grace, moment by moment.
In this moment,
Please, draw close, and cradle me,
And breathe Your Loving Peace.