Wounded, Broken, Beaten
weathered from the storms
scarred from life's battles
Desperately searching
for the pieces of my heart
that have been dispersed,
thrown in all directions
by the people that
I have loved most.
I try to hide
and keep the real me
from the world
Yet my Saviour calls
asking me to come out
from under the rock
where I have sought
comfort and refuge for oh so long
Reluctantly I peak out
scared to trust
unsure of how to let go
and surrender
However I see the Peace
and the Love that He has
for His daughter,
Me,
So I muster up
all the courage I can find
to crawl out
and offer what's left
to my King
weathered from the storms
scarred from life's battles
Desperately searching
for the pieces of my heart
that have been dispersed,
thrown in all directions
by the people that
I have loved most.
I try to hide
and keep the real me
from the world
Yet my Saviour calls
asking me to come out
from under the rock
where I have sought
comfort and refuge for oh so long
Reluctantly I peak out
scared to trust
unsure of how to let go
and surrender
However I see the Peace
and the Love that He has
for His daughter,
Me,
So I muster up
all the courage I can find
to crawl out
and offer what's left
to my King
1 comment:
this is beautiful Sasha! I had some tear forming when i read it! Its funny how those we love can cause us the most pain... crazy that we are so afraid to trust a God who has never let us down! Be blessed and have a great summer my dear Llama and bleach buddy! *MUAH*
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