| Again
Cast off
As a cloak
Made of secret darkness
You stole my smile
Broke my heart
Still fragile
Still...
Stillness
Silence after
My heart offered
You turned me away
Laid waste my garden
My hidden place
Stolen away
Alone
Emptiness
Cold regret
Pain your signature
I bear your marks. |
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| this love’s light is fading and your back is turned on it
shielding your eyes you deny and desert, as you were made to do
but I’m made for you and you don’t see me, you don’t see me
like you used to
fate’s meter has run out of time, and you’re
out of change and you won’t change to make this better
you were better before I knew you |
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| what a gift, dropped into my lap when I least expected him...unaware that my future had existed so close to me every day, I pressed on alone in anguish and pointless pain...beating beating beating that dead end into my head...but He showed me that I was worth more than my scars, and he has become the truest proof of that... |
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| Like a song sometimes are your words, all strung together with so much depth behind them...your stories go on and on like your heart...has anyone ever scaled the wall and really been granted access? And perhaps those that have gotten in somehow have left scars too numerous to talk about...your old stone face hides the miles of you behind it, left to your own devices you have passages and secret hiding places and the mechanisms of defense so built in they are seamless with the rest of you.
Love and warmth and Him all trying to soften you, to be let in...you hold us at arm’s length waiting for death and the end of all the lessons and pain...let me love you. Let me into the deep murkiness and He will light it up...burning and blazing all of the dark things, leaving peace and light left to reside inside... |
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