In the mirror, a stranger blinks,
Wearing my face, afraid to think.
The light feels distant, the dark too near—
But even in silence… I know He’s here.
I paint on a smile and wear it like skin,
But under the surface, the war begins.
My hands are trembling—I lose my hold,
But then I hear, “Be still, be bold.”
I laugh too loud, then fade from sight,
A soul in shadow grasping for light.
But in the quiet, through every cry,
A whisper calls, “Child, I am nigh.”
Caught in the low—
Stuck in the high,
Wishing these feelings
Would me by.
Why do I feel
This constant change?
Don’t know what’s real…
For chaos has fangs.
They sink into thoughts,
A venom so deep,
Choking on silence,
Too restless to sleep.
My heart swings wide,
A pendulum’s cry—
But He holds me close
In the lows and the highs.
They say it’s just moods, that it’ll fade,
But storms don’t without being prayed.
One moment flying, the next, I break—
But even in darkness, He never forsakes.
I’ve kept it hidden, buried my ache,
But He sees the tears I cannot fake.
No need to pretend or wear disguise—
God knows my heart, and still He’s kind.
Caught in the low—
Stuck in the high,
Fighting the flood,
But too tired to try.
My mind may spin,
My soul may ache—
But He never leaves,
Even when I break.
If I scream, will the echo care?
Will someone see I’m breaking there?
But deep in the cracks, a truth remains:
My Savior weeps through all my pain.
Even when I can’t lift my head,
His love surrounds—my daily bread.
Not asking to be strong alone—
Just let me rest beneath Your throne.
I’m learning to trust God’s holy Fount,
To hear His voice when the noise surrounds.
Each heartbeat flawed, but by His grace,
I’m finding peace in sacred space.
So I’ll keep walking, one breath, one day,
Leaning on mercy when I stray.
The night is long… but grace is wide—
God’s my anchor,
In the lows and the highs.
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