Silent Battles

In my mind, dark specters
attempt to conquer me.
Subconscious wars I've waged
against these enemies.
At times I fight the battles
and think that I can win.
Other days, the darkness
just tells me to give in.

It's like I'm in a dream...
running in slow motion,
or floundering amidst
a deep and stormy ocean...
I reach out for a life raft,
but feel the anchor's weight.
If I don't release it,
drowning is my fate.

I'm trying to call out,
but cannot form the words.
Then screams become an echo
and only go unheard.
Trapped by walls of silence,
I issue my last plea-
"Oh, dear God in heaven,
please come and set me free."
Author Unknown

day to day

although we may have days of victory...the battle is still very real!
Keep fighting, keep running, keep praying, keep dancing into your Father's Arms