12 August 2012
I have just been out to get bits and bobs, took the bull by the horns One of those days where my mind got to me to create a tumultuous storm I am now sat here, a prisoner of me I want to break out, I so want to be free My girls have left me alone and afraid I have to get out of this bed I have made There are tasks, tormenting me why have I not done There is a meal I should make but why make for one? I hate it when I am paralysed in anxiety I want to escape please find me the key! The wind it blows down the chimney stack I sweat and I tremble at the silent attack Please my God banish my demons within Can't you see I am bound by fear it is under my skin! ---------------------------------- Breath deep in Breath deep out Stifle the scream Make it a shout And when you have inhaled my life and seen my light Know there is nothing to fear, And nothing to fright Your turmoil my son is my fight not yours For the dark one within Needs to settle a score The soul that I saved he wanted himself And he knows it should be part of his wealth He'll come calling at times when you feel weak and alone But call on me son let him see how you have grown The heart that you have is no match and your shield The faith that you show the sword that you wield These weapons of love a Force to be reckoned Let Beelzebub call let lucifer beckon For it will be a battle in vain Just remember my son he will visit again Grow in love, serve me well so the enemy within will be banished back to hell. -------------------------------
This truly started as a cry for help for an anxiety attack I was having. I have long had to cope with them and know the best way to deal with it is to write the feelings down as they occur. What I write is usually incoherent and this started as just that. However, it changed to words that meant something and which I found relied on my faith to calm. I am not sharing this as another happy clappy born again, I am sharing it because anxiety can be crippling. It can mean the difference of survival or falling into the dark abyss of depression. This is my way of coping. I believe since coming to Jesus I have been saved but if there is anyone out there that suffers as I with anxiety and depression never give into it! Challenge those demons within. If that means writing down those tormenting feelings as you are going through it do so. If it means exploring a faith to battle it together then be brave but never give into it!
Panic? Who's Panicking? • Opuss № I