Aborting YouA Poem by Choosing Life
Blanketed by passion
I plucked out my own eyes
So that I could make a refuge with you
Taking hits from the sword of your tongue
You cut away at me with negative points of view
Often with a smile as if to negate it
And I swallowed hard
Choking on the bile you spewed without regard
Moments that should have been tender
Were made brutal
You loathed the sweetness in my soul
That threatened to change your pessimistic views
And now I fight to uproot what you have left
Breathing in me~
Praying for God to abort this mentality
That makes wonder who I am
When before you there was never a doubt that I was
You infest my blood and spirit
And I weep for God to send a cure ~
Wash my spirit clean of the remains of your soul
Tied to mine
Bound in ways only a husband and wife should be
Created in sin
You and I became one
And I want it undone!
I want it undone!
So that in my life you become impotent
Unable to produce any reaction at all
And that the fruit of death
Would cease to be…
I want a spiritual abortion
And with bare hands I yank you from the womb of my spirit
I rip you from the womb of my thoughts
Refusing to allow your words and seeds
To lay dormant in me
Waiting to give birth to doubt and confusion
Waiting to bring life to rejection
And conceiving a heavy soul isn’t in my plans.
I want to scrape your from the fertile walls of my being
Until my womb is presentable for truth to reside there
Because you are related to the father of lies
And counterfeit love and hope was what you gave to me.
I speak to the familiar spirits that would love to enter in
Through another one smilar to you
Bearing another face but same seeds of death.
Never Again!
This ends now!
Pulling down the strongholds over this area
I stand a life restored to God
Covered In Blood
And free from ties that bind my soul to yours!
© 2008 Choosing Life |
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Added on February 17, 2008 AuthorChoosing LifeCloser To Me...Nearer to TheeAboutI work and go to school fulltime so sometimes I have to post and run. It is just me and my little Yorkie, Prissy~ I could say more but no need... Read me and know me... Be Well. If you just must kno.. more..Writing
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