better.
the pain i feel is intense
like a burning fire inside of my chest
i can't seem to trust
i'd rather cry
hidden behind a smile
a happy girl is disguise
my heart gets empty
how can i still feel this way?
even when i have Jesus
an enemy attacking a child of the one almighty
and letting him win with agony
my brain leaks out
as i try to recollect my thoughts
the sound of Him fills my box
the one i hide in
where i feel lost.
finally leaving these things at the cross,
as one foot leads the other follows,
i'm now in a pool
my body has sunk,
fully engulfed,
not to be dramatic but i felt it
i saw it
the beauty of a sunny day
my old life has sunk away
pulled out with a smile on my face
i thank God for His amazing Grace.
- j.p.
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