Battle
My thoughts are tangled
In my heart I am confused
Its hard to breathe like being strangled
My soul feels beaten and abused
This is because of my choice
To live my life my way
Rarely listening to that inner voice
The one that talks to me when I pray
I want what feels good
This is what my flesh desires
It must be that I have misunderstood
What indeed following Christ requires
I have been asked to find my Holy Must
The reason for why Christ created me
It will take relying on my faith and trust
While intimately praying on bended knee
I no longer want to surrender
To the lies that are whispered in my ear
I want Jesus and all of His splendor
This heaviness I know he will make disappear
It was by the Blood of the Lamb
One’s whose life was not his own
That he chose me to be the Godly man I am
Giving me a place on His heavenly throne