“Beast Mode”

Glancing at the chains above my head,

wrap them around my neck until I’m dead,

finding my lion, roar instead,

that’s the temptation that I fled

 

Keep moving forward,

tears pouring from my eyes,

I can’t comprehend the myriad of lies

I gave you may heart and you set it afire,

Lord help me move past this destructive desire,

forgiveness is the key I must acquire

 

I’m sorry God, I can’t do it anymore,

my mind has packed up and I’m at the door,

why am I prostate on this floor,

hearing you say, “That’s what I’m here for?”

Get up my son and march ahead,

she will need your strength, stand by her bed,

terminal sickness, hold her hand,

it’s okay to cry, you are a man

 

Show up every day, work through the pain,

weather the storm and the rain,

victory in the end you will gain,

I’m writing your story- it must be told,

I think I’ll call it, “Beast Mode”  

 ~Moffett 2020~

4April2020