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
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