But, God... I eat of your faithfulness.
The way it stands
Oppositions like thorns
At every wrong side
Obstacles like walls
At every turn
I am blind
Uncertain of days
And times
Unclear in my mind
No solutions
Have come
Fear
Anxiety
Negative thoughts
Almost chocking
Blood out of me
Breathe
And sweat
Outta me
And still
I pray for clothing
Like Adam n eve
For my nakedness
For my naked mess
So that I can climb under these bridges
And over these trees
Hoping for hope
Dreaming of dreams
"It's possible with God" the night of terror screams