Fill Me

There is this bottle in my body

eroding quickly by its filling

I try to empty it, rapidly

but all that flows is toxicity

the second the cap comes undone

out flows all the lies of all my fun

it tells me conflicting information

like,

“you'll never be loved

and look at all you've lost out on”

nobody is counting but God

and I have sins stacking by the ton

every decision I make is driven by deep sadness

filling my bottle with complete madness

there is no space for it to die

there is not space for it to thrive

so I have no choice but to empty it slowly

and work through every lie

this bottle likes to tell me

one by one

you're too far gone

one by one

don't ever long

but the ironic thing it's not the bottle that I empty

it's me

so desperately trying to heal things

see there was never a bottle to begin with

but a broken heart that needed mended

I tried my best

but did not succeed

all my solutions turned into a disease

that pumped through my blood and screamed

I am not enough

and I believed

my God my God, I am not enough

my God my God, why is this so tough

but He reminded me

my heart has a key with more authority

I have a spirit living in me

that rose Christ from the dead

and set me free

I am no longer a slave to the lies of the enemy

but a new creation that has been redeemed

my God, my God, He has not forsaken me

my God, my God, He still finds worth in me

so when i'm lying broken on the ground

and I don't know what to speak

all I have to whisper is

Holy Spirit

come in

and fill me

-kayls