Healing





You plotted and you lied
I believed you and I cried

You said it was him but I thought it was you
I disregarded my thought and believed you true

Now I'm angry with you but more so with him
I couldn't think straight and acted on a whim
I yelled at you and made you feel bad
I cried for an hour because I was sad

My room was dark
My pillow was wet
My mom tried to talk and wouldn't let me be alone with myself
Watching flames dance upone my shelf

It was a long night full of sorrow and hate
Full of anger, regret, contempt, and loss
I didn't know what to do
So I made a cross on my chest and humbly prayed
I begged and pleaded for our Father's aid that I so desperately needed

I woke up in the morning and raised my sleepy head
I turned off my alarm clock and pulled myself out of bed

When I saw him later that day no feelings blew me away
Last night all I did was pray and He had made it all okay

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