so hard
yet with certain ones
so easy

This fragment of my life
a puzzle piece that
wedges itself in
attempting to appear to fit

Sometimes I think
it does,
but I'm reminded that
only He can make me whole

Those that are easy are
hard to find because
they speak truth amidst
a swarm of lies

I'm nothing,
worthless,
better off dead

And truth rushes in
in the strangest forms
speaking
love