Until She Believes
Mindless in her darkness, shadows in the way;
lonely and hollow pain fills her brown eyes.
Tears flow freely down her face,
the perfect mask of an empty disguise.
Fear will not leave, it covers her;
doubt spills into the corners of a shattered mind.
Confusion becomes a symbol of life
that drives her further and further away.
Will there be peace for you today?
Rejection is on the plate.
Like a high wall dependant on deceit,
broken pieces of pottery scattered at your feet.
Heartache and anger pushed deep down inside;
bitter water rises, apprehending this mind.
Holding unforgiveness, betrayal unwinds;
consuming the shackles of bondage and shame.
Walking down this road, she is desperate to believe.
Unable to see, fear has a hold and it will not leave.
Will there be peace for you today?
Rejection is on her plate.
The walls grow taller, depending on her.
Pieces lay scattered, broken at her feet.
Searching for answers and unable to think;
weary in life’s struggles, unable to feel.
Broken and unworthy, shattered with no mercy;
unable to listen, unable to see.
Until she believes, fear will not leave.
Until she believes, forgiveness can’t be seen.
So, will there be peace for you today?
Rejection is served, but it’s not too late.
Will you listen, will you listen to me?
The day you believe, you’ll be healed and set free.
Copyright © Diana Stafford | Year Posted 2006
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