Not My Battle To Fight
There is a battle,
one that I tried to fight within.
I told God I loved him,
listened to His word,
always tried to apply it to my world,
but I always tried had this inner battle,
my war to fight.
It tore me up inside,
the war ravaged my organs,
each day I felt the need to die,
the battle was too hard to continue on,
I fell down on my knees,
I was never strong enough
to keep fighting each day.
I surrendered to the enemy,
said I can't take it anymore.
The battle was lost,
I just wasn't able to stand any longer,
the war was making me go crazy within.
I became a wanted slave to the enemy.
I fell deeply into his ways.
I sat chained to the wall,
a prisoner of my inner war,
but the battle was no longer going on.
I accepted my fate,
I would be there many years,
the battle was lost by me won by them.
I gave into this lie.
Something new came in one day,
a light overtook the dark cell I sat in,
it was too bright for me to truly perceive.
The chains fell off of me.
I fought for a bit,
yelled that I couldn't survive the battle again,
and heard a fierce whisper...
the battle wasn't mine to win.
As I sit back today,
I know there is still a battle,
it surrounds me each day.
But I crouch down behind the tree,
He is fighting for me.
I see Him look back on me,
his eyes smiling at me.
I hear his voice deep in my heart,
this battle was never yours to be fought.
Trust and believe,
step back,
let me take control,
I am stronger than you,
This battle is won by me.
Copyright © Louise Picek | Year Posted 2007
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