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blackbiird Jun 2019
I'm brOKen
when you tell me
I'm beautiful.
blackbiird Jun 2019
how could You
love something
so selfish
and

broken
and
confused

and
undeserving?

how could You love a sinner
like me?

But I suppose
That’s what The Cross is for.
blackbiird Jun 2019

promise to hold my heart
when it becomes untethered from
Your grace and love.
i’ve reached the end of myself…..


and there’s nowhere left to turn
but You.
i’ve tried steering
this ship called life but
it’s time for You to take the lead.  

blackbiird Jun 2019

i want to be the reflection in
the mirror that turns your frown
upside down.

blackbiird Jun 2019

We’ve built the wall surrounding our castle—
Slowly becoming each other’s demise.
Sounds of slamming doors and shattering glass pierces the silence.
What an inconvenience this life has become.

The pendulum that once swung has taken its final swing.
Envious cries cutting through infinite silence.
Visons of thieving wolves that capture our castle—
Removing delicate, intricately sewn lies
What an inconvenience this life has become.

blackbiird Jun 2019
Can I borrow your radio while I shower?
I need to see the darkness before it slips away.
blackbiird Jun 2019

you are not allowed
to occupy my thoughts
when you destroyed what we had.
but somehow i can still hear
your voice as if you never left.

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