I Am,
Self Reflecting
Me, unseen, leaping into the arms of doubt, my faith going south.
Cornered by yesterday, decisions abandoning me…
Regressing, I Am.
Soul ties snapped, I no longer tethered to the ground
Pray aloud.
My face against this wall,
Do I turn or fall?
God, Stall.
Alone, I Am.
I freak, retching.
Turning, new footing,
I seek.
Slowly, moving…
Slowly, shedding grief…
Slowly, hoping…
I find peace, victory.
Regressing and Alone,
Reflecting on this flawed being…
I Am,
Self Reflecting.
Selah
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