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The Key
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Personal (Hope) There is a disease within
that makes me sick,
a darkness that dims
the light in my heart.
I've given in to the lies,
to the voice of self-doubt.
Fear keeps me prisoner;
worry has me hostage.
A life spent trapped
in the same cycle,
I wonder if I will
ever be set free.
But I had the key
to this cell all along;
I had the way of escape
buried deep inside.
When I place my hope
in my creator alone,
I realize he was with me
this entire time.
He dwelled in my heart
and held me when
I cowered in the shadows;
he never left my side.
