Knowing of others and what they've been through,
Had to come back to write a sequel, make a part 2.
Psychosis and God, people are pushed towards him,
Many of my previous views are now settled in the bin.
Please deliver us from evil, my mind knows the truth,
Faith, prayer and discernment, had my solid proof.
Felt my loved ones were against me, that was the demons,
Became a believer in a matter of days, God rules all seasons.
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Yep, a season for everything. You might know I'm gonna say this - a season (or ten) to watch E.T. film! lol.
Haha you seen it enough!
This poem has the makings of a missionary. Nicely done in rhyme it calls for those that will believe
Cheers, it was a wild time.
Most welcome
Shaun, I'm glad you're able to look back and reconsider things you once believed. That takes humility, especially when the experiences involved were so frightening. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thanks pal, yes it's crazy what your head can believe when in the psychosis deep end so to speak.
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