Thursday, April 12
my heart is broken tonight...
jagged edges among the glass
and it cannot be made right.
shamed and rejected by one of my most beloved...
fingers pointing and pointedly accused
and nothing can be done.
if i speak up, defend myself...
use words to show my heart
only i would wear the shame.
so i sit here tonight with tears coursing silently down my cheeks,
as i wait upon the Lord
and in the mirror i see clothes torn,
ashes upon my face,
despair in my eyes...
and nothing more to be done.
