Help me name this poem please!
Oh so many scars that have left my heart numb,
Cuz makin money isn't the only way to earn an income.
My way was anger that covered true emotions,
for me it was easier to cope, when life was in slow motion.
Twenty-one years this heart harbored pain,
But with a tolerance level like mine, comfort was sleepin in the rain.
Life began gettin dangerous,my anger was at its boilin' point,
then Jesus stepped in and my life He chose to anoint.
Dark and hidden memories were unmasked, now addressin em was my task.
That wall that blocked my tears, God said make it disappear.
Cuz with crying comes dealing and without tears there's no healing.
So let em flow He said, but I couldn't get this thru my head.
Yeah, I let Him in a lil bit, but completely, I didn't commit.
However God doesn't settle, He wants more than the gold metal
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