Living in a Shelter

Did you sleep well last night Aneesah?

I shrug

Staff of the Shelter asks me again

Till i said,

It was ok.

I slept well last night.

While she stood on her toes and pointed her body left, then right

And it just dawned on me- payback for saying i am missing the M-F Staff?

If so…😂

I so tire of this world-

I was imagining a portal-

What would it be like when i stepped through?

I am thinking this world, yet it is one i would call home, in every sense of the word.

Instead of this place, becoming more and more like hell everyday

Which reminds me of something i heard a Pastor say- via Youtube

I do not recall his words

Yet i understand the point

There is no harmony, no melody in hell

Those things

So many label as Satanic

Are not

The Demons wish they had music

Like we hear it

I imagine discordant, off rhythm…

Sort of like that person who plays at Herbie Hancock concerts- and it isn’t Herbie

Cause ya don’t understand…

I will accept the consequences of my mouth-

Cause i tire of the lies and deception!

So if my mouth gets me in trouble, speaking my truth, then so be it! (no privacy, and i am so done trying to please others! (Just You Lord!😘)