My Soul
I speak deliverance to my soul.
There's an area I believe that is untold.
Every now and then its temperature rises on cold.
I isolate myself from my friends and family.
I demanded peace, but really I've projected a decrease.
A decrease in my way I show love,
Not realizing I'm out of line with the man above.
I am clear to the understanding of what is wrong, or right,
But my soul, my soul under goes fight after fight.
So hear me loud and clear as I speak healing to the feeling.
Beneath, beneath the surface that's out of my reach.
Trust me I tried day to day,
But somewhere, somehow, my energy fades.
And that pain, that pain which does not change,
It lingers and remains the same.
Set in like a clot in my vein,
Takes away my breath, my strength, my mind,
Came to reality, I lost track of time.
Again I think to myself, what is this that powers me so,
So today I am speaking life back to my soul.
My life, not what was said to be generational,
My life, my mother's debts are not owed to me.
No more will I allow my soul to suffer the pain of someone else's.
I was selfish not to think of you, my soul.
Meanwhile in between time we disconnected.
Which brings me to ask this question?
Do you mind if we reconnect?
I am powerless without you.
I need you to overcome obstacles.
And stand with me in my miracles.