Friday, April 20, 2018

I’m falling…

I can feel myself slipping
My protective shield of armor ripping
I can tell with each step I make...
With each single breath I take
My sense of security is quickly fading away
Leaving me as open prey to whatever attacks come my way



I’m falling…


I can feel my peace seeping out of me
My precious spirit is no longer free
The calmness that sets my soul at ease
The faith that keeps me on my knees
Has left me stumbling and shaky on own feet
With a heart that hurts with every beat


I’m falling…


My True Essence

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