The Giant

What Goliath have I created, and magnified nearly tripling it's size. My wounds are already afflicted before I charge. What grief has caused me not to rise? My heart is heavy with such despair, a burden heavy and large. I lay down my sword because the weight, yet it is the very means of my defeat. It's time to rise from my knees, stand strong and straight. My courage is not in my hands but in my heart. it's time to play my part, face that giant and really see, he's much smaller than me. Cast him down so that I can pass and continue on my journey at last.