i'm a little broken

a poem . . .

chill of the wind 
makes the warmth of the Sun hard to grasp 

i pull
i cover
to protect, but remain in the shadow of Yellow 

i stand, teach, proclaim
Your name, no other 
but i do this with difficulty of belief, am i a counterfeit 

i declare life
as i am bleeding both internally and emotionally on the inside 
how do i explain this collide 

i weep more than i laugh 
will it always be like that

i once heard, grace is sufficient 
then Lord, Jesus, help my heart listen 

the swirling of mind
of heart
of body and flesh 
its thicker than it has ever been 

i know You are in the room
but this lonesome, to be honest, 
is more than crippling 

i'm a little broken 
but perhaps this is the best token 

this wind is cold, but the Sun is warm 

although the wind wants to pick and fight 
i will remain in the Light 

Scripture Inspiration: 2 Corinthians 12:9 and Mark 9:24 

If you feel like me . . .

You are not alone. We will make it guys, we will make it. I would love to know how this poem spoke to you. Feel free to comment or DM me. Blessings beautiful ones 🖤