how many sentances start off with
"you" or "us"?
it seems the words from my mouth are always "me" or "i".
maybe i'm the only one.
He sees me in the darkness,
when my fingers shine like glow worms around the corners of my duvet,
the strawberry patterns creeping like red spiders trailing their webs.
He sees those small dance steps and leaps when i'm on my way to school,
and knows just what is playing through my headphones.
He sees, and He knows.
and He's making sure it doesn't hurt again.
in fact, it hasn't hurt for a long time.
and now that He's in control, i don't feel that pain anymore.
because He's my perspective
and my alternative to medication,
and my decision maker,
and my master.
and i'm okey with that.
i'm happier than i've ever been.
i swear.
i do.
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