My heart is physically heavy, it’s like a dumbbell

A magical one that can flutter

Controlled by my cobwebbed mind

It’s a mythical hell

My words stutter

My eyes are blind

My very presence is an abhorrence

There’s no delivery

The bar is unmet

All I see is a fence

But there’s a place I go where only the most intimate know

It’s a cave

It’s dark but cozy, and ironically clean

There’s no bars to reach or people that are mean

To my gremlins, it’s all the rave

We sit and chat

About how I’m ugly, unwanted, and fat

Somehow the cave lightens

And the mood brightens

As a hand extends my way

Someone else came into the cave

Not someone mean

He smiles gently, He knows me

He says I don’t belong there, in the cave

He slays the gremlins with His words, says I’m not a slave

His acceptance, His lovingkindness, is too much for me to bear

I crumble slowly, my heart turns into a feather

My mind, a clean slate

I walk together with Jesus, hand-in-hand, out of the cave

And it’s great