Walking in a minefield of self-destruction
Not knowing that I was being watched
On a path that was so uncertain
As love of self was being botched
Bound by images of life’s path
The stronghold of the enemy in me
At every turn releasing it’s wrath
And growing more and more crafty
As I added to the scars Christ bore
Thinking this is the way life will end
Lead me to the gates of death's door
Pleading to start over again
In the middle of my own *****
Sinking in was the reality of my world
I no longer had a say or control of it
Everything in my life was in a swirl
Created for a degree of excellence
Something drew me to find meaning
Love was watching being patient
So close to me just waiting
To say one yes was all I had to do
He took control of the situation
In my life Love came to the rescue
Saved my life and soul for certain
Nov 3, 2012
Nov 3, 2012 at 2:27 AM UTC
Walking in a minefield of self-destruction
Not knowing that I was being watched
On a path that was so uncertain
As love of self was being botched
Bound by images of life’s path
The stronghold of the enemy in me
At every turn releasing it’s wrath
And growing more and more crafty
As I added to the scars Christ bore
Thinking this is the way life will end
Lead me to the gates of death's door
Pleading to start over again
In the middle of my own *****
Sinking in was the reality of my world
I no longer had a say or control of it
Everything in my life was in a swirl
Created for a degree of excellence
Something drew me to find meaning
Love was watching being patient
So close to me just waiting
To say one yes was all I had to do
He took control of the situation
In my life Love came to the rescue
Saved my life and soul for certain
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