Barricades

I don’t know why

I erect all of these barriers in my mind

Hostile thoughts

Can often barricade the way to peace

And much as it is that I wish that I could reach

For the gifts which God presents to me

Everyday

I struggle with the ways

In which my heart strays

So often

Far away from trust and love

Sometimes it feels

That the only power

That I possess

Is the power of negation

I strive and strive every day

For a salvation which eludes me

When I fail to trust the light

Obscured so often behind deathly shadows

Wrestling in my bed at night

With old demons

Which haunt the corners of my mind

Because if past is past

Then where is freedom in a life

If the mind itself

Denies the power it can express

In choosing not longer to be as possessed

By the restrictive hold

Of these imprisoning barricades