Saturday, January 26, 2019

Guarded

I'm scared to be vulnerable.
I say I want to feel, that I don't want to be numb, yet...
I'm scared to be vulnerable.

Wherever I'm going, whatever I'm doing; I have a shield.
I feel I need that shield. I can't stand without my shield.
I'm lost without my shield!

It's my safety, my security, my identity...
My excuse.

My excuse to hide. My excuse to not feel.
My excuse to be distracted. My excuse to...
To not draw close.

God You want me to face You unprotected.
Put down my shield, let down my guard.

And I'm scared. Who am I without it?