Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Refuge

Adversary, hardship, enemies, stumbling block
All are words of discoursgement
All are words that tear me down
Break until I am no more

Where do i go to be molded once again?
What repair shop will fix me up?
I am only garbage in the world's eyes
Waiting only to be devoured by the rats in the sewers

So where should I go?
I am nearly empty and my heart is wearing thin.
Where is my refuge?
The place where i have peace
The place that will ready me to face my demons
Where? Who? Who is out there!

I am here.
This soft whisper you hear is the mechanic of your heart
Come and i will fix you
This soft touch you feel is your refuge, willing to give you peace
I am here.
I am God.

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