The Brave Coward Inside
Insecure…
Need a cure…
Need to endure
I want to be pure
I’m just so unsure
Inside, I must endure
My words, at times, injure
My sins are so impure
Mercy makes us feel sure
Lured in by the insecurities and pride in the mirror
Humility needs to be my inner-tour
All my past in a blur…
Cowardly bravery is my haunting nightmare…
Scared out of wits up in here
I shouldn’t have any fear
Or shed a single tear
Let happiness and hope appear
Let the car of time and effort steer
Us away from being ran over by negativity ear by ear
It’s as if I can’t hear…I need some cheer to get me through many fears I hold on to so dear
I see wandering thoughts like a fast-paced deer
Throughout the woods of warmth and coldness..much like the river of Aphradere
Is there a cure to my present moment?
Is my questions ever relevant?
Am I Your chosen one so significant?
Why would I be nothing when You’re here with me this instant?
Where would I be without You to the highest extent?
Maybe I doubt too much and I need your hopefulness and repent for all I’ve done in the past — but, all is remnant
Because God forgives me, so I must let go of guilt and make it evanescent
I have been ignorant — I apologize, oh Lord of Accord — humble me and let me do good to others always to a certain extent…
Or, like You, all the time spent…
Because God loves all and that’s what matters most and that’s how it always went…
Simply, I’m content…
Life is bleak
I am weak
I can’t speak
Release my beak…
I am a bird of liberty that I seek
Release my beak…
I can speak…
I am not weak
Death is bleak
Words won’t overwhelm me anymore —
Words that let me down to the core
We are all a flock of birds, fluttering in hopefulness restored and what’s in store
Because I look forward to a Kingdom and what for?
You may ask me…hm, because I am spiritually in want for more
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2024
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