fear.
what an abstract term
for such a relevant topic.
something that can torment
you in your waking hours,
haunt you in your dreaming state,
and burn into your mind
as if you were livestock to be branded.
insufficiency.
will I ever be good enough
to surpass the expectations
that have been placed upon me?
can I truly be enough to make
any man happy and content?
can I fulfill any duty
that a student asks of me?
what if I can't?
insecurities.
they scream at me
they tell me I can't
they tell me I'm worthless
they tell me I'm mad
they tell me I'm incompetent
they tell me I'm unworthy
of the love any man can offer me
they tell me my beauty is insufficient
they tell me my inexperience and innocence
will hinder my ability to prove myself useful
grace.
God's undying, unwavering, unchanging
love for me covers all of the wounds
that I allow my fears to make.
He covers me in his blanket
of peace, comfort, and tranquility.
He whispers to me
that I am enough,
I am fearfully and wonderfully made,
and through him I cannot fail.
thanks be to He
who loves,
protects,
heals,
and reassures.
oh how glorious
it is to be
a child of God
and a follower of Christ.
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Poetryhere's some poetry on my life the struggles I have faced the nights I have cried the laughter that has brought me joy and the pain that has wounded me deeply join me now, in this madhouse city disclaimer: comment away, as long as you have something...
