My New Cry
In silent tears, I cry to you Lord for immediate restoration
I am angry that I feel the desire to drop tears, over past hurts
that somehow crept back
to create present pain.
Beneath my new found happiness
there is a hole, full of dirt and debris
that clouds my way to function...
correctly
No room to move,
I am forced to face it's discomfort.
Where do I go?
What do I do?
I wish to be rid of past hurts
I wish to embrace you.
Bless me Lord, as I desire to cleanse my brokenness
Help me God to be a new me
that looks at her past, for the last
No more bound or shaken by it's disrespect
No more will I allow it to cripple me to tears of regrets.
Facing it for what it was, and more importantly
for what it was not.
IT'S OVER
I look at it never again
instead I move forward
Now flowing, are new tears of Joy
I'm happy now
Thank you God for the lesson.
Copyright © Tamara Dunston | Year Posted 2013
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