From Wounds to Worship

As I sat in the corner curling my back 

I feel so small like the shape I’m at

Hugging my knees with my chin on top

Letting my tears flow and watching it drop

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They curse my life as if I’m a lie

They stab me with words to see me die

They don’t even know the whole story

Not even a piece to back their theory

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I want to defend myself

So I can be back at peace

I want to release the scream

Just to have that release

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For they strangle me with their comments

I'm asphyxiated at this moment

They should read their text before it was sent

For now it's vivid that my life is at rent

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Though I'm quiet, my mind is loud

Fighting the thoughts that gets me drown

It keeps on telling me that I'm worthless

A liar, a cheater, and a life whose useless

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I'm a human, crafted by my creator

A person with feelings that I don't get to utter

Not in the time being, at least

As I talk with my maker and find my peace

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That I'm loved and saved by His grace

I'm carefully wrapped in His embrace

Protected by His eternal words

"I'm with you, always", goes never unheard

Thank you for reading my story 💕