The Line Between is a reverse poem. I wrote it to reflect what it felt like to be trapped: held down by someone who claims to protect you, but instead slowly erodes your strength, voice.
At the breaking point, I cried out to God with desperation: I can’t do this anymore.
And He met me there.
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I will never feel this way again!
I cry out…
As my voice trembles, sharp and proclaiming.
A deafening silence, quickly drowns the flicker of newfound strength.
I feel a surge of fear as he reminds me: I am weak, without him.
Before it begins, I know that he has already won the battle.
Without a word, as if to 'protect' me, I feel his arms wrap around me tightly, reminding me that control belongs to him. Panic fills my lungs. I cannot breathe, and I am too weary to fight.
Fear won't let me go.My soul is crushed. I can't do this anymore.
God, if You hear me— I need Your strength, beyond peace and understanding, to break this stronghold.
Rewrite my story,
Draw the line here.
To break this stronghold,
beyond peace and understanding,
I need Your strength.
God, if You hear me—
I can't do this anymore.
My soul is crushed.
Fear won't let me go, and I am too weary to fight. I cannot breathe... Panic fills my lungs.
Reminding me that control belongs to Him, I feel His arms wrap around me tightly, as if to protect me.
Without a word, I know that He has already won the battle before it begins.
Without Him, I am weak— He reminds me.
I feel a surge of fear as the flicker of newfound strength quickly drowns a deafening silence.
As my voice trembles, sharp and proclaiming.
I cry out…
I will never feel this way again!