These Deadly Insecurities

Living with these insecurities

is going to be the absolute death of me

waiting around for lies to catch up to me

believing them all, as if they might save me

thinking they hold some sort of key

trying to set my own life free

inside the cell I hold myself captive

with chains around my wrists and ankles

and millstones around my neck

dragging me deeper under

deceived, I let the enemies plunder

wearing and bearing 

these deadly insecurities.