I'm beyond petrified, flashes of maladies play in my mind
Wound not yet encountered dance in mockery taunting my decision
Confusion poison my thoughts filling me with discontinuity
It creeps seeking to take me with it
Internalising my identity with it
Chills
What remedy do I have?
To discard sanity for faith
Or be consumed with unending dysfunctionality
Only a tiny part of kept a secret
I know a healing, it lies in a companion of old
Whose value lies far beyond
He do say to me "put it on"
An armour fiercely adnored with rubies
An affirmation to walk and not
The mystical emptiness in my heart He has fulfilled
And I can gladly say God came through.
