My Life is a battlefield, Im loosing the war

I think Ive been hit I’m down on the floor.

Lost in the zone, I fall on my face

covered in shame by my own disgrace.

I fight with my thoughts they suppress my chest

I lost the battle I did my best.

I drop my weapon, I stand unarmed without God’s word

I will be harmed.

These arrows of doubt they pierce me deep

They bring discomfort they make me weep.

I feel a shadow my soul grows weary out of control

My actions are scary.

I sweat defeat I taste the blood

I shed the tears that formed the flood.

I beg for mercy and relief

This battle has bought disbelief.

Im conquered by this battlefield, I think it’s time

Lord be my shield.