And He has said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for power is perfected in weakness.” Most gladly, therefore, I will rather boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may dwell in me.

2 Corinthians 12:9

The liquid from my eyes signaled the soul in me to cry

God knows the doublemind of my life and sends me a sign

The lust wants more but my spirit yearning me to soar

Anger on my surface but there’s peace in my core

Pulling me in all directions but my steps remain secure

While watching demons turn to angels and making me the fourth

I’ve seen it in the scriptures how the blessed ones will mourn

Because they dodge every temptress, from the mind

They blind any evil by watching every door

I live this on a daily, fighting a battle inside myself

It’s slowly draining my confidence leaning on my health

And leaving me dependent on God my only help