Anxiety Knocks
There was a time you use to be a regular part of me
Wherever I’d go, it’s you I’d see
I never felt safe with you around
You turned my whole world upside down
I’d pray everyday and ask God to send
You away from me, you’re not my friend
Still there you were, always taunting me
I still held on to the hope
You would eventually leave me
He wouldn’t let you completely take over my mind
You are a demon, Satan’s most lethal weapon
I was never who God made me to be
You were the reason
Now here you are almost a faded memory
But you keep knocking at my door
Still trying to taunt me
Leave me alone
Get away from me
I can’t let you in
From you I must flee
You lie to me
You take my joy
You steal my righteous mind
Now I am taking a stand
I won’t let you in this time
You won’t have a place in my life again
You are not welcome here
I’m letting go of my fear
I am releasing the Lioness within
Rooooaaaaaaarrrrr!
His Words:
7 …… Therefore, in order to keep me from becoming conceited, I was given a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me. 8 Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. 9 But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. 10 That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
2 Corinthians 12:7-9 NIV
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