Fear and shame
How I loathe you
Now die
In the shadow of the cross of my Savior
At the foot of your master's defeat
10 plus years of letting you take the lead
So damn selfish
I could be selfless
Without you dictating my life
Rotting my faith and many mistakes were made
Which have now become a mindset
Lay your burdens to the ground
Walk away and I will set you free
Father, may I never return to the cross
With intent of picking this weight up again
I made myself a victim
12 feet deep a villain
And placed this iron mask upon my soul
Father , this prison door is open
I need only walk through
Father I'm running through
Fear and shame, I hope you rot
May my roots change from focusing on me to You
May comfort be a privilege not a right
May Your Spirit use more of me
May I know forgiveness
And take its roots at heart
To pierce the dark night
Of souls who are like mine
Who long for fuller life
Through struggle You are faithful
So please guide my eyes, my hands, my heart
May I no longer be known as a blind guide
Help me live Your freedom until my last sunrise
- Author: Matt Dyer (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: August 5th, 2022 14:58
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 16
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