π¦πππ ππ
π

i'm coming apart at the
Sββ βEββ βAββ βMββ βSββ β smiles
untangle the strings of my heart
untwist the ties of my soul
unwind the threads of my mind
until i'm unraveled
and the knots unknotted
my innermost being
exposed
bleeding softly
down my face
tiny trails of me
trickling out
smoothing my frayed pieces
a babbling brook
of broken
hopes
journeys
dreams
heart
promises
lay ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ ο½ β out
across the wispy woven floor of
my consciousness
i look away to unsee it all but
it's still right there
in front of me
gently bidding me to see
not just look, but see
and i come undone
it can't be unseen but
it can be unpacked
that of the world
snipped out
and spliced
now a smooth section where a tangle
once gripped tightly
You knew me in my hidden form
because You knit me together there
I close my eyes and
let go of the
very strands of me
as You knit me
back together.
π
βMy frame was not hidden from You, When I was made in secret, And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in Your book they all were written, The days fashioned for me, When as yet there were none of them.β Psalmsβ¬ β139β¬:β15β¬-β16β¬ βNKJVβ¬β¬
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Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. β€οΈ
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