This Is Just Where I Am Poem by Colleen House

Trapped inside my own head this conflict rages on, it's not even a question of what's right or what's wrong. The battle begins each time I pick up this pen and my rhythm starts to flow. See, my mind says 'just write what you feel' but my heart speaks out ' oh no you need to write what's real'

For me there's a choice to be made believe it or not each time I open my mouth and I stand in this spot. Whatever comes up comes out it seems like that just won't do, like I need to fade to the back and the Him shine through.

Now this is the part where it gets so hard where me, my pen and my flow need to just trust God. See I was holding myself back cause I felt like I had to choose not whether to be in His will or out but to carefully choose what I say when I stood up and open my mouth.

This is just where I am feeling like I'm finally coming into my own and still struggling to understand.