Jagged
“We are all broken, but sometimes the jagged pieces fit together nicely.”
- Paul Acampora
Jagged scars mar her soul,
She drinks jagged tears,
Jagged pain stains her whole
life throughout the years;
Jagged cries dye her night,
She sings jagged songs,
Jagged thoughts blot her light,
For some peace, she longs;
Jagged dread threads her dreams,
She writes jagged rhymes,
Jagged clouds shroud sunbeams,
These are darkened times...
Jagged hope ropes its way,
She risks jagged smiles,
Jagged love shoves all grey,
She's crossed many miles;
Jagged heart starts to beat,
She's found jagged joy,
Jagged pray'rs bear her feet,
E'en death can't destroy;
Jagged roads strode, she soared,
Now, pens happy songs,
Jagged no more, restored,
To Christ, she belongs.
Copyright © Joanna Daniel | Year Posted 2023
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