Book of TryingA Poem by ApollosWe’ve all had a chapter. Feel free to share how you overcame your’s.
Samwise go find ya a wife.
We had our journey together so let’s not tell it twice. Pick up. Where I departed. Start living. Find your garden. Cross over. James Harden. You know it was more than a green place where it all started? Found ourselves yet still Fallin’. Saw a reflection we exalted. His presence we halted. Thought our own way had to be just right. Thinking too much and decided we always have to fight. See the darkness and say that’s light. Walk past a blessing cause we feel uptight. Keep undressing cause we need that warmth at night. Can’t look Him in the eye because that stare is just too bright. Caught up in frights cause I’m denying I’m possessed by The Lion. I’m frying from His love that I fear won’t be satisfying. My soul whispers that it wants that gaze that portrays I’m worthy of praise. I’m caught up in a haze. Can’t find my way out of the maze. I feel my desires have been betrayed. I just want to hit home runs, Willie Mays. My mistakes make me feel like The Grave. I feel stunted in my artistic expression. I ask for help and they just point out my imperfections. I need positive suggestions. Be my fuel to my obsession. Jehovah says no sin remains. All the doubters will be dismayed. Do you listen or just feel ashamed? What will you cut? I tell the barber I'll just take a fade. Come back to find my sin rearranged. Dissect the pieces. Let's filter out this uncleanness. Make the next chapter title how I overcame my latest weakness. Suffering sending me into a symphony. Harmonizing how my enemies trying to be a friend to me. I try to fight but I can't unwind sin's grip inside. Freshly crucified. I need those nails put through this hide. Anne Frank, let this Jew outside. I apologize if I sounded ugly. Sometimes I try too hard to be funny. Not wanting people to think less of me. I medicate to replicate this distorted image of perfection. Find my mind can be led away with misdirection. Catch myself stressin'. When I get caught up 2nd guessin'. Take The Bread. Leave the leaven. Die to trying. Live from Heaven. © 2020 ApollosAuthor's Note
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Added on December 3, 2020 Last Updated on December 3, 2020 Tags: Introspection, Lament, Anne Frank, Willie Mays AuthorApollosLubbock, TXAboutIn Christ I’m a Nerd-Jock-Poet-Zealot. I desire for others to find their unique identity in Jesus. more..Writing
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