Snake

I believed a lie that slithered through the verdant garden of my soul.
The lie is spoken in a tongue foreign to the words uttered that testify
that I'm created in Gods image.
Slither, Slither, Slither.
Yet, the lies ceaselessly speak judgments that declare my inadequacies as a person.
The adder is poised to strike with disparaging lies that tell me I'm no good.
Slither, Slither, Slither.
After the snake has has dispensed its poison in regards to my worth it
slithers away from the damage done.
The lie has often burrowed into my ear and crept into the forefront of my life
distorting my self image, and I'm unable to see my true potential.
Slither, Slither,Slither.
I realize Ive believed a lie,but a lie can never be real or true.
So how can a lie have any power over me?
I have had to speak to the lies with the truth.
Ive taken a shovel and pierced through the body of the snake.
Now the snake of deceit is forever cursed to the ground.
The snake can no longer rise in power over me.