All that I am,
I have to give,
Even my torrid heart.
If all that I am is this old heart,
Then my life is surely had.
Beaten once by fortitude,
My weakness my desire,
I cannot strive to be so strong,
If along the way I tire.
Judge me not; this broken heart,
That beats its timeless rhythm,
It beats for you,
All of you,
Who dare to even listen.
The pain it heals to have this heart,
My words cannot express;
A schism sealed by tales so old,
That thought is not permission,
To grant it life beyond this soul,
Unless all is long forgiven.
God bless my broken heart.
My broken heart God bless.

 

MPoWriMo Sticker

2 thoughts on “A Blessing

Share your thoughts

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s