This stems from deep-rooted pain. Can you guess the cause from the poem? |
A prisoner in my own mind, Shackled by fear, Couldn't take the steps. Hands bound by my enemies, Tug-o-war on my soul...who will win? Even when I got away My mind was conditioned to captivity. I was still staring at the ground When a man comes around. As a child I already knew too much, Already seen too much, Experienced too much. No man could be trusted. But, I couldn't run away I had to stay. I thought I could make change on my own, So I hit the battlefield alone. Mistake. Bruises, wounded spirit, distorted reality, insanity Almost lead to my departure. My smile went M-I-A, a prisoner of spiritual warfare. Misery entered my heart and colored it black, Sending signals of despair to my cranium. I felt like an alien in my own mind, Because I didn't recognize my own reflection. Questions raised by loved ones When I saw the demon in his eyes, A monster in disguise. Still thought I could turn that demon back to an angel. Even through the tight grip around my neck, Watching the fire blaze in his eyes, Waiting for my soul to leave. I still had hope, an escape in my visual. A hand reaching out firm and strong but gentle God covered me with his wings And wrapped me in his arms Like a mother holding her child for the first time Now, Fear, I can look you in your eyes You see that? You’ve lost your control! I have swept the negative thoughts Dusted the painful reminders and trashed the past. I organized scriptures of love In a file in the deepest parts of my heart Fear, you have been evicted No 30 day notice to vacate the premises Clear you out of all the crevices Your bite is no longer venomous Message error on all your messages Time for my new genesis Blocking you from all the entrances So Bye Bye Fear, Hello Freedom! 51 Lines |