Cobwebs
The inner vision becomes blind
When cobwebs clutter the mind
With every thought of doubt
A new thread weaves about
You can no longer see
The true sight of reality
Your faith begins to slim
You can only see the grim
The self imposed web
Deceives your life ahead
You are in a tangled mess
Full of weary with no rest
The only way to get out
Is to let go of the doubt
Yes easier said than done
Negative views hit everyone
Be strong and take a stand
Believe in the good at hand
That God will see you through
No matter what you have to do
Take each step in life with ease
As you live with inner peace
Clear away the cobweb trend
It will all work out in the end
Copyright © Florence Mcmillian | Year Posted 2014
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