Perfectly Imperfect.

Foreword: Simply about fear and anxiety. My own failings and giving them to God, as I can't think of any other way.

Stress levels heightened Constant fear and frightened Greets me dawn of day

Memory banks are full of it Can't keep this tide at bay Full to the brim with it

Just can't see another way

No room to breathe Mind trapped not free Banish these thoughts I don't need

The monster awoken After so long not spoken Crawls from under it's rock

Spindly hand on my shoulder I couldn't feel less bolder As I face the tidal wave In I jump, another day, not feeling very brave

Hands of time stopped on my clock As the demons charge at me All I want to do is run away These feelings mind won't block

So what do I do? I can only turn to you Hope you hear my prayers

Lay it all out before you

Judge me you don't do Take me as I am

Perfectly imperfect in every way Your love for me never sways All I can do is lay it before you Each and every day...

(©) Dom Giddy 2019