Adam M. Snow

(5/30/1988 / Phoenix, AZ)

Burden


My heart is my burden,
it suffocates me to the extent of a dream.
My dreams, is my agony to my baring flesh;
I am that which is weak.

Submitted: Sunday, June 02, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 04, 2013

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  • Peter Stavropoulos (11/26/2013 3:50:00 AM)

    The flaws of this poem seem to be its strength. The imperfect syntax helps propel the message. A message related in some degree to Paul's thorn in my flesh message in 2 Corinthians 12: 7. For when I am weak, I am strong. There seems to be several layers to this poem. Mysterious. One Christian take on this might be that Jesus' words - My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness. - seem yet to fully apply (Report) Reply

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