There was a time when I wanted to heal,
when I wanted to be better, when I
wanted to pull the splinter from my heel.
Now, faith lost rug pulled from under, hope
rushing to the exit of a decomposing me,
I stand breathless and out of reach.
Apr 15, 2021
Apr 15, 2021 at 3:53 PM UTC
There was a time when I wanted to heal,
when I wanted to be better, when I
wanted to pull the splinter from my heel.
Now, faith lost rug pulled from under, hope
rushing to the exit of a decomposing me,
I stand breathless and out of reach.