My Pride
My pride feels like chains on the inside
And it's keeping me from living free
My mind is playing tricks on me
I don't know what to believe.
I know I'm free Jesus
Already died for me on Calvary.
Still I travel like I'm trapped in captivity
I'm only interested in me and what I need.
No matter how much I hurt my family,
I can't see where I'm going walking blind.
My pride is a mind trap with a firm grasp
It's following a path like a road map.
I can't succeed in life doing it all my way.
I'm walking in the dark,
When I let my pride lead the way.
Always trying to do everything my way
I'd rather be lost and confused,
Than be at peace being led by your truth.
My thought process needs to transform
Like a stage when you change the platform.
My pride has a grip on me,
Pride has a grip on me
I'm going through a heart exchange
I pray my old habits
Don't return like a boomerang.
Am I so full of pride, that
The only thing that really matters
Is what's on my mind?
I hate this feeling I have on the inside
My head is so full of lies, call me Mega Mind
All it does is feed off lies like a life line.
I'm going in a direction that will only fail,
I can't continue on this trail.
If I do then I'll fail like
trying to fly a kite in the hail.
Pride has me behind bars like a jail cell and
I can barely take pain can you tell?
I have nothing to gain,
No matter how hard I try to clean the stain
The pain still remains the same.
I'm fighting a battle that has a painful punch
Like when you eat too much food for lunch
God I want you alone at the center
Of my soul in absolute control
My pride feels like chains on the inside
And it's keeping me from living free
My pride has a grip on me,
Pride has a grip on me
Copyright © Rich Rogers | Year Posted 2016
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