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Dear Lord,
I feel caged
held captive
by my own choices
by my own concessions
He is anchored here
He has a good job here
He has a condo here
He has family here
I am anchored to him
in his house
with his stuff
I own nothing
I suffocate here
no room for the soul
no room for negotiation
no room for me.
I cannot walk away now,
It has gone too far
You would not have me leave now
I don’t want to leave
How can I break free?
what would it take?
would ownership be enough?
would a home be enough?
Help me to know
You are in charge
that this box is
in your control
Help me to know
You are with me
here
in my cage
Help me to know
You have a plan
this too shall pass
in spite of me.
Help me to know
You are.
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