My pain has been "resurrected"
and it has "effected" me emotionally.
I thought after all those taunting years
it had finally released me.
my pain once lied quietly under "cardiac arrest"
now it's trying to catch a spark of "breath"
so it can torment my peace within
and paint my blue sky dark so God's light can't get in.
my pain is spreading like "gangrene"
traveling through my blood "provoking me"
resentfully causing me to get angry at my past,
stressing me, depressing me, causing my
mental fuse to blow a cap,
leaving me weak and broken, but perhaps,
this moment in thought is not as bad as it seem
because the more I think about it, it was my past
which help me captured my dreams
I'm not going to allow this pain to override me
cause I'm no longer a victim you see,
I'm in control of my own destiny.
So I'm gonna confront this pain that's trying
to color my world black, and simply take
my rainbow back.
"Yea," pain really thought it had me down
but I flip the script and turn things around.
When I looked in the mirror my reflection smiled
because God was with me all the while
His holy spirit set me free
and left it's sweet whispers, to never let pain override me