Every week, I get together with some friends to worship the Lord through creative writing. This is a piece I wrote this week. I’m thankful for the opportunity, by the grace of God, to fight my battles through words.   The battles in my mind Spill out onto the pages Where I am less like the weak victim Crouched in the corner of a barren place, And more like a warrior princess. My pen is my sword Which I use to cut off the tentacles Of the monster that tries To wrap itself Around my mind. I have defense against the darkness. I am strong and on the winning side.…