Clear my field so that only fresh wheat resides; remove soiled seed planted by the enemy that has festered and taken the image of tares within My Battlefield .
P raying for the healing of a soul tie that shouldn’t even exist I long to be free of it all. Questioning what is feels like to be untouched Un- tainted. Still ignorant to the world in a way; that you can only know it through the sharing of your body with another Tied in the wrong knot Knotted in a covenant of unholiness with a baptized infant in Christ who never mentions Him How unholy of me… This life is overwhelming, confusing, exciting, and complex all at the same time Add anything else into it like: Race Class Religion Opinion Thought A hypothetical question And shit really gets hectic I don’t know really know where I was going but my end is here….. Everyday we wake anew Given an opportunity to be renewed Time is of the essence And every day is a blessing a sign that something is to come Something bigger, something grander Something unlike any other one Until that day ...
I am the problem. It’s true I knew what would happen walking thru your doors I wanted you To want me Hoping I could ride the line of sin and saved Saying no but acting out yes I wanted you to Want me too Just enough for my half in half out to be good enough for you to say I want you and I want you to stay. I’m the problem because you were up front from the start Which made me want you even more There no excuse for my recklessness If I’m honest I’ve existed in different forms of this dysfunction for centuries I hate that for me I’d love that for you If you were willing to be blind for me But I don’t recommend it. Cause I can see that I am the problem. And I want you even more because you won’t let me be … Your problem.
It takes one person. One person to see you One person to say you can One person to have faith in you One person to believe even when you do not It also takes one person to discourage One person to crush a spirit One person to say you cannot One person to assist in the creation of disbelief in oneself… Which one are you?
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