The Way 🇰🇪

The pain I decided not to touch
Has become a torrid home in me
You warned me about active volcanoes
And I grew one right inside of me
In search of the monster under my bed
I found one hiding inside my head instead
Leave me to die with a thousand whips
Just tell me the cure for curved hips
Your silence is a constant pain unending
It’s as if my existence is slowly crumbling
I long to put an end to this suffering
But I find my love for You always expressing
Now I know You don’t want my strength
You have more than enough without length
What You really want is my weakness
Your lack of weakness is Your weakness
So here it is LORD, it’s all Yours now

Amen

KJ ✍🏾 🇰🇪