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 © | Year Posted 2013

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