Sinking
Sinking emotional quicksand pulling me in Fighting too many battles at once and they all seem impossible to win The grief past and present an ever present shroud that is so dark It is a suffocating presence that weighs heavily on my heart So long to the lingering essence of my emotional enemies coming to steal what fight I have left inside My battles I have given to my Father to heal so many scars I have fought to hide My time for healing My time to rise I will raise up deep from the ashes like a beautiful majestic phoenix flying free through the endless skies