The world consistently resists my attempt at love
and chuckles while it watches me crawl in the dust
And spit out this blood
It causes disruption anytime I find the strength to step up
Beaten and bruised
I can no longer run away
My Legs are severed,
Arms in bondage,
Being held hostage by
Fear and emotions.
These ferocious feelings
Devour my heart and all motivation.
The scraps leftover from my rotting corpse
Thinking that maybe these feelings have run their course.
But hounds chew on my bones with no possibility of recovery,
It feels like God has given up on me.
I’m weak-minded
I conceal my feelings
And put them all behind me
I hide my demons
And fail to find
Happiness inside of me.
I must get rid of these ravenous monsters
that live within me.
I Must free these feelings
of sadness, depression
And misery.
But my flesh is too far gone,
The only one that can resurrect me
Is the one true living God.
Because I feel lost
and abandoned.
Engulfing myself in
costly distractions.
I must lift my head up
And look to God by whom I am created.
