𝕃𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝔹𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕣

Lord knows that I'm not

immune to attacks

by the enemy

telling me that I've been

lied to

that i'm not all that

when i've been told i am

that i'm not enough

and yet too much

all at the same time

question marks

hook onto my mind's

hidden files

and pry the lids off of

boxes nailed shut

in my mental fortress

how many nights have

my own tears tried to drown me and

how many nights have

You stepped in to get my head

above water in my very own

sea of self- pity

pulling me to the shallows

where i can flounder

without drowning

" be patient"

there's those two words

again

still

playing like they're

my anthem

a motif etched

into my existence

and perhaps they are

people talk about their life

flashing before their eyes

not me

nope

my life has just walked past

before my eyes as i watched

from the sidelines

and got left behind

or so i thought

maybe i'm just

a late bloomer.

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“Wait on the Lord; Be of good courage, And He shall strengthen your heart; Wait, I say, on the Lord!” Psalms‬ ‭27‬:‭14‬ ‭NKJV