How do you want me to express? Something I don't wish to confess, with my lips

I'm in distress!

Can you feel the tension?

some don't have the comprehension of what I must go through.

Stabbed in the back with eyes that pierce like sharp tipped daggers

abhorred by bitter souls that hinder, so I stagger

but when it comes down to it, it doesn't even matter.

I can overcome the hate against me

My eagle wings are spread wide open So I Soar

above these painful sores!

Faith and Love are the token.

My enemies think my spirit is broken

Don't worry for me

cause I believe in God's Word, Spoken

"Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death..."

I will not run from my enemy and lose my breath

my heartache is surreal, and my days are a mess

but they will fall to my right and to my left.

It's God's Promised gift..

Author's Notes/Comments: 

It is God's Promised Gift that we shall overcome through Jesus Christ.

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