So you say you want to love me
Flaws and all
Acceptance
I don’t even do that!
So your love taunts me
It is a weapon
It forces me to admit that I have flaws that are an extension of me.
I’m not mean; I’m strong
Not arrogant, confident
Not lonely, but special
The truth is all that is a lie
Lonely and abused chewing on the poison of my own self-abuse
Daily I rehearse how inferior I am
Refusing to let the light in
Refusing to admit that it hurts
Refusing to realize that I was formed from dirt
The only thing that makes me a living moving vessel is the breath God deposited in me
I look back and realize I’ve been broken for the last ten years, and these jagged edges are making it hard for me to live a whole life. Let freedom ring. All hail Jehovah Jireh the risen King.