The Place

It was all told,
Before it was said,
You knew where I’d go,
To the places in my head.

You are here,
Amongst all my shame,
You watch me cycle through,
As I stay here in pain.

I am in that dark place,
One I embrace,
And You offer me,
A perfect paradise.

How do I forgive,
All that I do,
I want to go after your heart,
How do I get through.

I see a light in the darkess,
It’s pulling me awake,
My eyes wide open,
I see my own fake.

My fear is normal,
I need to brave your face,
Talk to me Jesus,
Fill me with grace.

Coming out of this comfort,
I don’t want to be numb,
Pain is all I have known,
But to you I sub come.

Thank you for your mercy,
For pulling me near,
I don’t want to go back there,
Now that I am here.

It was all told,
Before it was said,
You knew where I’d go,
To the places in my head.

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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