Aspiring Writers Spring Edition 2007
Glass Machine
I channeled all my rage into a glass machine
I didn’t realize I was so breakable
Until my foot caught the rock in front of me
I may have tripped, but I’ve not fallen
I simply reached the line
I stand up and wait to hear them calling
Angels catch me every time
I wish that I could thank them
So I thank the Lord instead
For treating me with sympathy
When I thought the world was dead to me
This narrow road is slow
But its path knows where to go.
Much but better than the wide divide
That loses me each time I try
To conquer every part of life
In four walls on my own.
We all need guidance from above
Our lives are written in God’s book with Love
If only I would knock, seek, ask
Maybe then I would not be made of glass.
by: Brittany Patronella
All Rights Reserved
I channeled all my rage into a glass machine
I didn’t realize I was so breakable
Until my foot caught the rock in front of me
I may have tripped, but I’ve not fallen
I simply reached the line
I stand up and wait to hear them calling
Angels catch me every time
I wish that I could thank them
So I thank the Lord instead
For treating me with sympathy
When I thought the world was dead to me
This narrow road is slow
But its path knows where to go.
Much but better than the wide divide
That loses me each time I try
To conquer every part of life
In four walls on my own.
We all need guidance from above
Our lives are written in God’s book with Love
If only I would knock, seek, ask
Maybe then I would not be made of glass.
by: Brittany Patronella
All Rights Reserved
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