Sierra V. Fedorko

I want you
alone,
dismayed.

I want you
frozen in
time.

I want your
limbs
unmoving
and both lungs
breathless,
reeling.

I want you
pale with
terror.

I want you
doubting,
spiraling.

I want you
preserved
in shame.

I want darkness
echoing
in your mind.

I want you
insane.

But I scream out for the LORD and He hears my voice. And I remember there is nothing that can separate me from Him.

Still
the madness
whispering.

Midnight
mirages ever
clamoring.

Louder, LOUDER
louder,

NO!

Try, try, try again. Turns out I have the Truth, and every single time you try I turn into your lost cause as the Truth turns me into no lost thing. Unfortunately for you I’m not afraid to scream!

And I go
free—

–S.V.F. // Spiritual Warfare

❤

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originally found in my poetry collection, Dead of Night, but edited + reformatted for sharing on socials. You can download Dead of Night completely free. Candid and raw, these 17 poems form a striking word visual and a gut-honest journey woven in triumph, light, and assurance.