Spirit Battle

I wrote this when I was 17 years old. Take note of the capitalization in this...it is for a reason. :) I have changed it a bit from the original, but I think the changes were necessary.

"Spirit Battle"

sixteen to seventeen,
running from the real,
fatherless expressions somehow take hold,
so i am left for naught.

looking for joy, for the happiness,
i am deceived and deceived.
but i feel You pulling at my heart,
locked in a battle within me.

one side to throw me in the front lines,
Another to lift me up and set me aside,
to fight the battle for me,
to protect and to enliven me.

i feel You tugging,
i cannot resist,
You make me full,
and with,
forever joy.
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