morning
laying in bed
unable to move
trying to find the words
to let go of you
thought I was there
oh such a fool
what I need now
is the greatest of tools
a source with no end
a well that never stops
a joy that protects from light and dark
He who never sleeps
He who never slumbers
He who is always there watching over us
He can help me let go of you
remember the greatness beyond us two

Bittersweet
The taste on my tongue
The heaviness of the chocolate
With a tartness that longs
This is what it feels like
To really let you go.

these moments to be forever remembered in the words on the page.
love shown to be deserving of a story written to life.
respect to be carried in any future memories.

Surrendering you is hard.
Yet it feels so right.
We tried it and it wasn’t meant to be,
turned to destruction and before the storm could pour down we got the umbrellas and went inside.
Turned our different ways.
It’s okay.
You planted a seed in me, you may never see it harvest.
You lifted the bar, and it shall continue growing.
Helped me find back the light and reminded me of His warmth.
We made mistakes, both know.
Wise enough to see it couldn’t keep going.
Only God knows what God wants.
I trust in His plan.
Letting go.
Letting God.
Surrendering you is hard but holding onto to you is harder.

she pushes herself then falls back into the depth of patterns and bruises. she fights to stand up but sometimes it feels easier to stay laying down. pondering to herself is someone holding her down or is it simply her choice?
begging anyone to give her the strength to keep fighting.

strong trees looking down.
standing tall space is crowded.
eyes are everywhere.