Insignificant Things: Battle of the Mind

I never knew how much what I thought mattered. But even little thoughts send me to places my soul does not need to go. This is a spoken word:

Lies, battle of the mind

They come from behind

Try to rewind

Unwind

The truths that remind

Me of who I am

In Him.

They catch me unaware -

It’s not fair

I must be aware

Of the way they ensnare

And tear

Apart the foundation

Prepared.

Little lies

Which throw aside

The safety in which I hide

If I don’t abide.

The enemy’s pride

Throws me beside

The way, the truth

The life, Inside

I’ll be dragged down to fear

If these thoughts steer

Me far

Making me not hear

His voice so clear.

I have to guard

Front and rear

The enemy too near

I am wear-y.

So I claim

His truths, His name

And reclaim

What was made lame

By these lies

Which aren’t tame

And always blame

Me;

Leaving me maimed

And Unchanged.

I need armour to shield,

Light to reveal

All the enemy steals

By pretending it’s real

What I feel.

I stop making deals

And feasting on lies like they’re meals

Remembering:

I’m sealed.

On Truth I hold fast

He alone will last

When I’m harassed

And cast

Aside,

When I can’t get past

The vast

Blast

Of accusations.

I am His-

He is mine

His love sublime

His approval signed

He says “she’s mine”

And I find

His peace unleash

My mind

When I finally believe

I am who He says

I am.