But how to be free?
This is the question
That burns within me.
I want to have peace,
But it's hard to find;
Powers from Hell
Play with my mind.
I relive the past,
It's so crystal clear.
These memories bring pain,
And so much fear.
I try not to think,
Of these things from the past;
But they come unawares
And wear many masks.
I beat one down
And another comes along;
I can't keep fighting,
I'm just not that strong.
But then God whispers,
"Stop fighting, let Me".
I give Him my burden,
And He sets me free.
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