This has been one of those weeks, the type where you end Monday and realize you’ve survived only one day and you have another four days to get through before you can get to sweet rest. I am not sure of what was going through my 17-year-old mind when I wrote the poem I’m sharing today, but it certainly captures my mood–if not my exact circumstances–during this week of insanity.
Need Release
Chandra Lynn (Age: 17)
I just wish the music would stop,
wish the noise would stop
ringing in my ears.
Wish they’d stop using my heart
as their own personal drum.
Need release—
just can’t get the peace I need.
I am thankful beyond measure for the weekend and rest. I hope you get a bit of peace and quiet this weekend, enough to arm you for the coming week–just in case the crazy circumstances attack!
Pics and Posts 
The poem is heavy, but the painting — the color choices, the style, the light — are bright and uplifting. Is that acrylic? I love the feeling it gives me (which is not at all a dark or heavy feeling).
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Yes. I tried to use the brightness of the photo-art to balance the weight of the poem. I hope it worked. Thanks for the comments on the artwork. It’s actually a photo edited to look like art. That’s why I call it photo-art. Since I don’t have time (these days, at least) to take art classes and learn now to draw, sketch, paint, I manipulate my photos. It makes me feel like an artist. 😀
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LOVE this sunny piece Chandra! And whoa… hate, hate, days like that. Praying you can enjoy a stress free weekend. Maybe even get in a walk. And definitely some quiet time. xoxo You lit up this cloudy day! 🙂
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Thanks, Sheila! My hubby had surgery yesterday, so there’s just a new level of madness. LOL! But all is well. God is faithful.
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Oh man, that makes things rough. Like you needed one more thing. LOL. 🙂 I am always amazed by how much you manage to accomplish. 🙂 Sending prayers for health and healing. And stolen moments of quiet.
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Thanks!
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