God couldn’t reach me directly but. 
he sent a curly haired girl with fire in her spirit
she spoke in truths
soft words laced with  wits  and smarts 
and in her voice I found answers wrapped in tenderness
she teaches  me how to love myself
each cracked corner
each hidden scar told me how deep it was instead of brushing it off she studied it she felt for it 
she made them beautiful she healed them she didnt get disgusted by them
Home is not always walls and ceilings
 sometimes it’s a stubborn girl
with a sweet voice
and a charming accent that could calm the storms
And light
It doesn’t always blaze like the sun or flicker like the lights
sometimes it flickers in the girl’s eyes 
eyes full of fight
of dreams of justice 
of a love strong enough
to chase away every harsh shadow  casted upon me
She is the only one who cried for me
the only one who knelt and prayed for me
She is  the only one who felt angry FOR ME
She holds me when I couldn’t find myself
and cared enough to help me see ME