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
