It's somewhere in there
It stabs me in the guts and twists
It's the knife held inside by stubbornness
It's the bee that stings every time I complain
The never ending pit of darkness
Sometimes I reach the surface
Only to be sucked back in and stabbed again
The noose that tightens and tugs
I pray that I can escape
It took me so long to realize
Now I can see
You're the only one who can set me free
You pull the knife of unforgiveness
And cover up my wounds
You grab my hand tight
And pull me out
Out of the pit of sin
You cut the ropes of insecurity
And give me confidence
Right now it may be hard
But everyday I grow
Nearer to you
And out of the pit of sin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life it is beautiful but circumstances of despair there. A beautiful poem which felt much.