He has commanded me,
To be courageous and strong
Not struck with terror or fear that is in this system
But the truth comes out
impostors will advance from bad to worse, misleading and being misled
I am in the chaos that has ensued for centuries
From the first sin of man,
There is the hope to be alive forever
I'm alive but I hope not to be
I am not courageous or very strong and will not withstand the destruction of this system
He has given insight and instructed again in which way to go
But I am and continue to be without understanding
I know I am not wise
and I do have fear
Only not for turning away from bad
But fear of being good
And not being enough
I tied my love and faith around my neck
And hang as blood drips down
From trying to find my heartI over think His words
meanings become blurred
With what I'm taught is true
and what I want to doI've lost sight of the path stumbling away from the safety He provided
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I'm Dying Inside
PoetryI said I'd never post another story,poem or whatever on here because I'm terrified of my feelings being shw,n I'm literaly shaking as I write this ...