That Thing

Sometimes something grabs hold
That just won’t let go
It holds on and drags
At our necks
Makes it hard to breathe
And it won’t come off
Can’t make it leave

Help is needed
Bigger help is required
Can’t do it all alone
It just doesn’t work
The hold only grips tighter
It digs in, cuts off your air
Bigger help is required

One gasp, one word
Only one thought away
God is waiting
Ready to intervene
Tear that thing off of you
Free you from it’s grasp
And let you breathe again


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