Distressed .

It stands beside me ,

beyond the eye can see.

Envelopes itself around like a snake around a mango tree

Fear coils up its snaky body around me,

attached to me like gold jewellery complimenting every shade of me

like it knew my perfect match – the perfect foundation shade that I couldn’t find in any mayberline

it gleans.

it’s body . so alien to me yet,

it’s body has become my new walls

Fear tightens itself around me like a corset around my lungs,

constantly coiling carelessly uncontrollably

i gasp for air. what are these walls I’ve created?

why is the sky so far away?

Distressed.

It stands beside me,

beyond my eyes can see,

Envelopes itself around like a snake around a mango tree…

like a piece of jewellery that should never be a part of me.

So I command you now!

In the name of Jesus, fear FLEEE!

I am not attached to you, for I choose to be free

I am not attached to you, nor am I bowing down my kness

to something that keeps me away from the victory I can see.

so, repeat after me:

In the name of Jesus, I am Free

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