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Daddy

I stumble, I fall and tears start flowing,
I look up, and I see him running to me, even so knowing,
That his little girl fell, and was crying out her heart
Even if he told her not to do it, right from the start.

Regret, pain, and tears sweep over me,
As I look up into the eyes, of my dear Daddy,
Who picks me up with my knees so blue,
And my heart even broken in two.

My Daddy holds me closer to his chest
As words spilled out and I confessed
My Daddy squeezed me tighter in his arms
And yet the pain of my heart still burns.

I cry, I cry, and still my Daddy comforts me
He knows I did wrong, yet he says he still loves me
He tells me everything will be okay,
And kisses me on the forehead anyway.

Even when I run, and scream and shout,
My Daddy came after me, without a doubt
And protected me from my own mistakes
And from the boys who caused so many heartbreaks.

My Daddy, who always picks me up when I fall,
Teaches me, guides me, and protects me,
He laughs with me, and smiles with me overall,
And my Daddy, he doesn’t give up on me.

When I do run, and even when I do fall again,
I know I have my Daddy, behind me to sustain
To pick me up, to comfort, and to encourage me
Because I know, my Daddy, will always be my Daddy.

My Daddy, my sweet, sweet Daddy,
Will one day have to give a yes for me to marry,
And even on that day, when I dance with a twirl;
I will always go sit on his lap, as his little girl.

My Daddy, my sweet, sweet Daddy,
How do I put into words?
The deep love I have that I carry
For you, my sweet, sweet Daddy.

My Daddy, I cherish and adore you,
For you are what a Dad looks like, always to look up to
My Daddy, I love you, I so dearly love you,
Forever I’ll be, your daughter, so true.

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Dear Mommy

Here I lie, in the warmth of your body,
Slowly growing, making myself all cuddly.
I hear you talk; I hear your voice – 
It brings me joy; yes, I rejoice!

I hear your laughter, echoing in my ears;
I feel your heartbeat, as it appears.
From here, within and close to you
I feel safe, safe near you.

I want to know you more,
Because it’s you I adore.
I hope you can see
The growth in me.

You seem to be sad, while I am changing;
You sound mad and my heart is aching.
I don’t understand your anger
It’s something much deeper.

What is going on?
Why is there no more song?
It’s hard for me to bear
The pain that makes me aware.

Will you keep me safe – Mommy?
I am scared; I am but a wee bonny.
There’s a lot of fear;
Mommy – it’s causing me a lot of tears.

I feel the fear arise within me,
As I wonder, will you ever see
The little tears, in my eyes?
I wonder – will you change your mind?

Mommy, I can already feel your pain
As your heart beats,
Causing you to slower your feet;
And making you think again.

But as I hope, I also sense
That there will be no defence – 
No, there will be no spare
Because of all despair.

My heart is full of fear,
Mommy – can’t you hear?
Can’t you see I am scared?
Can’t you see it’s all there?

Mommy – won’t you keep me?
It’s coming, it’s frightening me
Mommy, please hear!
Please keep me near!

But as I feel a pain,
I feel strong arms picking me up.
I opened my eyes again,
And looked at a Man with a smiling face.

His bright eyes looked down on me,
He said, “I love you, My child.”
I felt safe again, I felt happy
And not defiled.

Mommy – please remember me,
Please don’t forget me.
I love you, despite what happened.
Mommy – I love you.

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Torn

I’m torn between two worlds,
I’ve been changed into different moulds
I’ve become an unknown being
In a world of unseen meaning.

I’m torn between two kinds of love,
One that shook me from hurting thereof,
Another that showed me undeserving grace
That brought me to an unseen embrace. 

I’m torn between two different scenes,
A scene of lust and passion,
And another of forgiveness and compassion
With a hope of many better dreams.

I’m torn between the love of a Father,
And even by the love of another.
Confusion has struck me down,
As my heart begins to drown.

I’m torn apart, little by little;
My heart screams, being so brittle.
Where do I go?  What do I do?
Even with this heart, broken in two.

I’m torn, yes, my heart is torn,
Enfolded in piercing pieces of a thorn
My heart aches; my body shakes
As I’m reminded, of my many mistakes.

I’m torn, yes, I’m torn
And yet with this heart of mine
I hope, even if I do mourn
I hope, even with this storyline.

I’m torn from this brokenness within me
Yet I’ve begun to see, 
That there’s something more than being
This woman; broken, hurting and bleeding.

I’m torn, so I begin to stand
With all that I am, on this land
I shiver, I break in sweat;
But I stand, and fight every threat.

I’m torn, yet here I am
A shuttered piece of clay
Even in the hands of the Lamb
Who began anew, and with no delay.

I am not torn...I am new.

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These Nightmares

As I lay awake at night, and cry without a fight,
I shudder from fright, and try to forget tonight.
I hear the tremble in my own sobs and screams;
I can’t seem to shake the effects of these dreams.

I turn and turn and can’t seem to sleep,
With this restless heart and hurt so deep
I keep on finding myself in this ugly mess
Of sleepless nights and nothing but distress.

My body is frail and I keep on trembling,
My face is pale from this endless wrestling;
My mind is in a horrifying battlefield,
My soul soars with pain, deeply concealed.

As soon as I do fall asleep, and hope to find rest
I start dreaming, nightmares finding their quest
To haunt me and torment me in a wave of sorrow
And nothing else to hold on for tomorrow.

These are nightmares that turn out to be real
Nightmares that caused me to remember and feel
The pain and guilt of undoing mistakes
Which has brought me to a place of complete disgrace.

I then think back to my childhood dreams,
Which were so subtle and without chilling screams.
I remember how I used to be so content,
Just to find myself, without torment.

As I still can’t seem to sleep, nor forget,
I wake up in the mornings with great regret
Knowing that I’ve made some terrible choices,
That left me in a hurdle, broken and voiceless.

I go through the day, exhausted from within
Just to find myself in some blissful sin
Temptation and lust, condemnation and rebellion
Nothing but those that leave me in depression.

I realize, that because of these nightmares,
And because of these continuing tears
I am nothing but a broken little girl,
Screaming for the world, to hear my deafening shrill.

I am broken, I am hurting, and I am bleeding.
Where do I go from here, even with no sleeping?
How do I voice this brokenness so real,
And hope for Him to come and heal?

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Broken

I’m a fading flower, in a blooming season
I’m a wandering echo, without reason
I’m a sinking boat, in calm waters
And I’m a hopeless bird, in caging borders.

Hear my voice, hear my cry
Even so hard, with no reply
Why do I have to scream?
Just to realize, this is no dream.

I’m just a person, with a hurting heart
Can’t you see, even right from the start?
I have feelings, I have emotions;
Yes, I do, even in these broken moments.

Laugh at me, mock me, and hate me
But in the end, I will become
The woman I am to be
Because I too am, yes, I am someone.

Someone with a name, 
With a story behind every pain
Someone with a calling voice
And a life with a great choice.

Yes, I’m broken, and yes, I’m hurting
But I have a God, who has been shifting
In this scarred heart of mine
Because in the end, I will be fine.

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The One Hoping For

My heart stays so true, to the knowing that you,
Are the one that belongs, in my heart with all its songs;
I knew that you were the one, just as you had begun
To creep deep into my heart, even right from the start.

Your name means lover, just so also a friend
Leaving me in wonder, without an end
You’ve always been there, even in despair
You’ve encouraged through prayer, and with great care.

Your gentleness is known, not leaving me alone
Your genuineness you do own, your honesty deeply shown
With a heart so true, you stole mine through and through
And made me anew, with you just being you.

The day you sang me that song, my heart churned along
I realized this is where I belong, just as my heart did long
I knew in that moment, that something was growing
Might you be the chosen, that which I was for hoping?

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Phillip

Sometimes I take you for granted,
But then I realize how deep you've been planted,
In this broken and contrite heart of mine,
When all you did was love me just so fine.

You got this place in my heart,
Right there all from the start.
I remember how we climbed those mountains,
All reasons new in our surroundings.

You've made me smile countless times,
You've made me cry even sometimes,
Yet I've been looking at our story
To find God in it for His glory.

I've prayed for you for so long,
You've given me this brand new song
That speaks of our story yet to be told
And all its beauty to be unfold.

With all these sweet new memories,
And yet to be found discoveries
I sense an exhilarating adventure,
That brings out our inmost pleasure.

You are my sweet, sweet Knight
With whom I'll stay with a fight
I am excited and scared at the same time,
Yet I look forward to new things everytime.