Her Story Unread

writing with love

Best For Me June 8, 2011

Not certain you realize
how many tears
I’ve wasted
on you,
How much care
I once held
for you.
Days
eagerly
passed
with thoughts
of you.
Greedy little faith stealer
compassionless whore searcher,
Self-absorbed
brimming with anger,
a dangerous combination.
As I’m writing this
it has occurred to me
you’re not even worth
my time,
My tears have ceased
my heart has hardened.
Thoughts of you
are
distant memories
I care…
no more.

 
© LRS 2011

 

 

 

Unworthy April 25, 2011

On a quest

Searching for happiness within,

I have yet to be capable of loving my self.

This morning I awoke dismayed

Never thin enough

Nice enough

Strong enough

Christian enough

Worth enough to be content with me.

Surrounded by worldly possessions and its keepers,

Struggling to stay focused on Christ,

Today I realized I won’t win this battle.

I cried, screamed,

Begged Jesus to take me home

Free me into the heavens,

Fill my heart with infinite peace.

Tired, frustrated, hurt, and broken…

I gave in.

The pain is too deep

Too often and

Too much for me to bear.

I want out, I confessed,

I have no desire to fight any longer.

Nothing in or of this world is worthy,

Certainly neither am I.

© LRS 2011