Edges of Sharp

Edges of sharp,
I find myself cutting again,
Tiny, almost invisible lines,
Leaving scars across my skin.

Deep numbing pain,
Sensations or there lack of,
I long to have feelings,
I desire to feel Your love.

Lord have You forgotten me?
Have I been left behind?
You promised to find me,
When I strayed from the ninety-nine.

And here I sit alone,
Crying out this very night,
Barely making it through each day,
Begging to see Your light.

For my mind is fragile,
In state of darkness I can’t explain,
You know my every thought,
You know I feel insane.

Thank you God for hearing me,
You are the Savior to us all,
I can now feel Your Presence,
In this dark place where I fall

You ARE here.
I can rest.
Your promises are truth,
To that I can attest.

Published by Jenn Till Lee Copyrighted, all rights reserved.

Writing poems as an outlet for healing. My hope is in Christ

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