PITY

Pondering the most perilous of positions, perched precariously over the pit of personal pity.
Imagined inferiority and insignificance as I am insecure and incapable of introspection.
Tip toeing tentatively, so tactless, tortured and terrified to take in the truth. 
Yet You yell “Yield,” Yearning for me to yoke Your will and be Your’s.
~ S.D.

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