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Rachel Iacobucci Jan 2017
A final breath
And comes the light
My soul to You
It takes its flight

This light I see
I’ve seen before
When on my knees
You, I adore

Within the sun
Of shining gold
Behold the One
Who holds our world

Through the Son
Is to the Father
He holds my hand
And leads me farther

Into the light
Into the Host
Accompanied by
His Holy Ghost

He pulls me home
Within the light
A familiar feeling
A glorious sight
Rachel Iacobucci Sep 2016
I ask for peace
and You hold my hand.
I ask for mercy
and next to me You stand.
I ask for truth
and I drink from Your cup.
I ask for love
and You show up.

You say You are faithful
though I do not believe
for I ask for all these things
but You say You're all I need.

But when I picture peace
is it not Your hand in mine?
And when mercy is my desire
is it not a craving for Your time?
When truth is in question
do I not yearn for Your Word?
And when Love become the answer
is that not found in You, Lord?

You tell me You are faithful
as I begin to see
that all these things I long for
are all that You would be.
Rachel Iacobucci Oct 2015
I am restless
and constant
unable to pause

I am fearful
and lost
without my Lord

I am running
in circles
and thinking so short

I am lonely
and useless
My will has no sort

I am peaceful
and worthy
Your will is my fort

I am running
straight forward
and changing the world

I am joyful
and loved
when with my Lord

I am passionate
and moved
unable to pause
Rachel Iacobucci Oct 2015
I was in a white space, of infinite planes
I was searching and seeking, my heart was in pain

There was a man standing there, my movement he barred
As I noticed his hands, two heart breaking scars
I continued to strive to peer around his corner
But, the stone, the man gentle, his face was familiar
Each time I put effort to look for the good
He redirected my gaze to where he stood

I need better, not this, I need the best
But there was no competition, there was no test
For holding me close, was the Sun of all Sons
The One who surpasses, the One who overcomes
The One who is holy, and wholly just
The One who I know, I always can trust

The East and the West held me close to His heart
In one instant I knew, I felt there no part
The better I looked for did not exist
For the best held me close in this moment of bliss

So why did I seek for something more?
For my previous focus, was distracted, was poor.
Rachel Iacobucci Dec 2014
A simple crash is all it took
To encourage a nervous and curious look
Into the bathroom where my mother lay
A blood bath around her, in the middle of the day.

Oh honey, please just look away
You should not see this, please do not stay.

Self-help never works, I could finally see
As she covered her tracks, her eyes never leaving me;
But the evidenced razor lied on the floor
And the pile of pills poured out by the door.

Oh baby, please do not let your father know, too
He wouldn’t understand, the way that you do.

And all of my words held deep inside
Hung on my tongue, my lips were dry.
All of the times you spoke only through words
Left me so confused, viewing life backwards.

You are beautiful, and just so pretty
it is the inside that counts, don’t be so petty.

Oh but momma, can’t you see
How do you expect me to love me?
When you have so much hatred towards yourself?
Enough to clear off the medicine shelf,
Enough to starve, binge, and purge;
You always told me to have some courage.
Enough to cut into yourself: thin and long lines;
You always told me, we would be fine.

But how could this painful sight be so?
Please bow now, mommy, an award for your show.
Disclaimer: This is not a direct representation of my life, by any means. This is fictional and something that came to me randomly.
Rachel Iacobucci Nov 2014
Don’t be so ******* yourself
Give a gracious gift
And feel your load lift
Your shoulders are now light
My, look at all your might
All that you can do
By trusting in more than you
By giving it up to Him
As he forgives your sins
Even when you can’t yourself
Rachel Iacobucci Sep 2014
You were that for me
a little bubble
that encompassed me
everywhere I went
And it did not matter
I was with
so long as in the back
of my head
I knew you were there.
You were my comfort zone
my safe place
you were the reminder
that I was accepted
as me.
And now that's gone
and I am
helplessly trying
to recreate a mentality
in which I can survive
and accept myself.
But this time
my home will
not be
inside of somebody else.
I will build walls
around myself
with open doors
and open windows.
There will be no key
for there will be no lock.
Therefore I will
give myself the option
to put the key
in someone's hand
that is not mine
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