Sandy is an over thinker, drinker and fairly outrageous stinker. When her best friends moved all around the world, she decided to capture her thoughts in text… and let me tell you, it gets pretty weird.

Got That Dog in Me

Got That Dog in Me

I am a lost sheep 

In the darkness of gloom 

I search for the Shepherd of sleep

Peace and hope to stay, in a dark room

I climb lower into nothing and shake

Who will save me 

Whom do I seek 

Is it easier to lay down at the feet of the wolf than wait for peace?

The wolf is in me, it bites at my wool 

It’s drools at my heartbeat irregular and scared

The wolf takes a low growl reminding me of pain

Reminding me I am alone

I wait

Surely I am worthy of my Shepherd, I must be brave

The sheep is sweet and vulnerable 

Will she survive?

The sheep is meek and humble

Will she be rewarded?

The sheep is lost but hopeful

Will she be found?

Rebellious Love

Rebellious Love

Could Have Been

Could Have Been