Sunday, January 8, 2023

Taken...


Redemption was supposed to be mine

Providence was our promise

a promise that fell through the cracks


the struggle was fought

but the battle was not won


the testimony was spoken 

but over time it burned to ash


slowly like a serum

it dripped out like poison


a long slow awaited death

one that you knew was coming

but not one you could prepare for


it pummeled my heart 

it shattered my soul


you find a way through

because there is no way out

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