slave.

Have I stepped away from the light

and caught a glimpse of the darkness

where once I stood, before saved-

held captive by the shadow that

seemingly waits around every corner,

brandishing what I used to be

and lingering in my dreams…

like quicksand this hole can swallow me down

if I don’t wrestle my way out of its grips-

remembering where I was

is not an excuse

to leave lessons unkept,

where pain once infected this heart-

peace has come but with a price,

I cannot return to deaths door

but will lay at its steps my warrior crown

remembrance worth nothing at all-

forgetting is safer where darkness hides

rescued once into glorious song

no longer a slave to sin, though worn.