Scarred Heart and Soul
Scarred heart and soul
I remember when I was a little girl
And bad things would come my way
I would close my eyes and pretend
If I couldn’t see, then neither could they
Of course it wasn’t true
And they always saw me
as I grew up I had to face it
So now I no longer flee
I don’t close my eyes and pretend anymore
But I close my heart and soul
The pain comes in waves of misery
It is too much, and this I know
It has bent and almost broke me
But there is a thread of glorious healing
And I have no shame or care at all
Should you see that I am kneeling
I ask for help from up above
For I know what faith can do
And faith is all I’ll ever have
To survive getting over you.
It will take some time I know
And the pain will surely subside
But I will have learned once again
my heart and soul is scarred inside.
Connie Moore
Oct. 28th 2013.
Copyright © Connie Moore | Year Posted 2013
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