Not yet, but yet…
I’m alive yet,
I’m not where I want to be yet,
I haven’t quit yet,
I’ve not failed yet.
I’m alive yet,
I’m not where I want to be yet,
I haven’t quit yet,
I’ve not failed yet.
A gentleman so fair and fun
Asked me out for a date and more
Just the kind of man I’ve longed for
Praying and hoping and wishing he came.
But then I began to think and consider
What will he say about this scar?
What about the bruises I still carry?
I look really awful and out of shape.
I searched around for some to help
Shopped and hoped he liked my look
I made-up, I cut down and wore some masked too
I entered his presence thinking ‘I did my best.’
My Lover looked at me in the face
Not with admiration but full compassion
Then He shed a tear that took me aback
He saw my confusion and then spoke out.
“My sweet, sweet little girl,
I know just what you’ve been up against
You need not hide the scars or bruises
They cannot destroy that beauty I…
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I go, I go away.
I go away from here,
I go away from here to a far off land.
A land where love conquers hate,
A land where compassion overcomes satire,
A land where goodness drives away rejection.
I go where people can see beyond,
See beyond my frailties and follies,
See beyond my limits and mistakes.
Where a brother will soil his hands,
Soil his hands to wash off the mud,
Wash off the mud on me
And see the treasure that is within.