Anointed

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I'm a broken girl with curly hair and satin underwear

Under this broken exterior is where I'm beginning to fix the interior within

Still true to its character, a fixed sign refuses to resign its will so easily

Designed with me in mind I know that all will be aligned in time

It's fine not to know what the future holds

You mustn't fold but behold the beauty within the madness

Distress will only set you back

And I won't look back no matter how much I'm lacking in fulfillment

This is my testament

For lent this year I vow to give up my control

I vow to roll like the waves that paved the way for the Israelites

With the ocean only in sight I will continue to fight for air

I sink my staff into the Red Sea and by the grace of God the waters part

I too shall defeat this ancient army

With your arms around me I begin to feel warm

Palms pressed in prayer

Heat tingles through my fingers and up towards the heavens

A dead mans hands come back to life

I feel alive I am reborn

Thorn against the crown on my head

Blood bleeds down my brow and falls at my feet by defeat

The mortal in me wants to end this life

But the God in me insists that there is a higher purpose

Beneath the surface, deep within the Garden of Eden is where I reside

Bountiful blessings fill the room far and wide

Mother always told me that He always provides

But even Eve forgot to put her pride aside

The faster route isn't always the most fruitful

And the most frugal is often the least truthful

Because once a liar, always a liar

And a snake always sheds its skin to reveal that it's made in sin

It will never win

Help me understand which way I'm supposed to go

Cus when I move slow the sand moves quick pulling me further under ground

But when I move fast the ground becomes slick launching me head first into an apple tree

The precision of the collision has left me blind and I can't see

All I'm left with is delusion, I can't come to a conclusion as to how the hell I'm going to come back from this

I made myself a promise that I could do everything

And by everything I mean everything

Even on the days when I can't do anything and when doing nothing feels like everything

Here's the thing

I can't do everything

And that's what makes me human

But I believe I can do anything

And that's what makes me God

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