
Old Wounds
Updated: Feb 13
You come and go like an emotion
Try as I might, I can't escape the motions
You stream down my cheeks ice cold
The pain, often, too much to withhold
I see you in the back of my mind, seeking to steal joy from my life

My mind, your playground
My heart, your hometown
My memory, your courtyard
My pain, your reward
Now unto him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us
Ephesians 3:20 KJV
But no longer with you shall I seek devotion
I will rise in the face of your disruption
For I know that I am strong enough
Divine purpose isn't easy, it's tough!
Dear old wounds, why you play so rough?
I'll let you know, I am built for rough terrains,
I grow from every teardrop that comes with your pain
Fear not: for I am with thee
Isaiah. 43;5 KJV
The damage of your old wounds are clear
Even when my memories hold you so dear
You feed me with fear, it is your closest friend
Holding me captive, your victim, again and again
For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the LORD
Jeremiah 29:11 KJV
But the God I serve, who loves me completely
Secures my dreams, ever so fervently
Dear old wounds, my lessons produce
For divine purpose, you must let lose
Your trauma is not just my drama
My victory is sure, God is my deliverer
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