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Because of Him, I am…Healed
But
My Mind is a Battlefield
And
Sometimes…Sometimes My heart is wounded from the bullets of negative self-talk.
Because of Him, I am…Exhilarated
But
My Mind is a Battlefield
And
Sometimes…Sometimes my body is weary from the burdens carried.
Because of Him, I am…Redeemed
But
My Mind is a Battlefield
And
Sometimes…Sometimes my past makes me feel unworthy.
My anxious thoughts scramble around for a stable surface to land on…while my depressed emotions suck
the vibrant colors from my world. I am worried, breathless, tired, restless, and scared.
To myself in the mirror, I repeat.
I Am
Healed. Exhilarated. Redeemed.