Friday, 23 October 2015

Ceiling (Old Wounds IV)

White sheet covering my torso
I am laughing
Because I know
Something about Christ
And his love for me
I smile.
I am free.

But I can feel the cracks
The ones I had spent months filling
Split up again
Opening wide
Embracing the pain
I am struggling to cover up

I smile
I look up
Thinking of Christ
His Love.

Perhaps there's salvation for people like me too.

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