there is a dream a yearning a broken something i’d like to fix a voiceless screaming that tugs at my heartstrings a wordless jumble of words that i cannot fish correctly to piece together my thoughts somehow, a peace resides within the mess a beautifully embraced chaos a peace ... to know that whatever it is, is and whatever will be, will be to know that nothing done goes unnoticed along with the fear within the statement to know that the nights i drowned myself in tears and bloodstained pillows and thoughts that scarred my soul, that the blood, the tears were so carefully collected : the tears turned into lessons and wounds grew into scarred tissue, stronger than the most . that throughout the earthquake, my fragile self remained so, while being guarded guarded by The Most High, to know that it’s all been turned to good my life, so far, being testimony the tears collected have overflown with blessings and those lonely nights, not so lonely to know that i’m loved, that i am worth dying form so, it’s okay that all of me is not accepted by all of you i know you wouldn’t die for me i don’t expect you to i don’t need you to He already has and to the important person in my life who’s taught me exactly what i do not deserve who’s taught me exactly who i don’t want to grow with who scarred me deeper than anyone ever could’ve... who would’ve thought i’d have daddy issues while having a dad , without having a dad ? there’s comfort in knowing that i have a Dad an Eternal Dad an everlasting, comforting, understanding Dad. i was trusted in my dad’s care and i accept that . i respect that i’ve been given the best possible life . i’m grateful. yes, he worked hard, but it’s through Him that he’s gotten me this far . i love you both.. One more than the other i trust you both .. One beyond the other confessions of a lost-found girl .
