Why am I willing to
Give pieces of myself
To heal those
Who will step on me
To rise higher?
Who will use me
Until they wring
Me dry
And tell me
I wasn’t good enough anyway.
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Promise
Dear God
Promise in the next life
You will have more mercy on my heart…
You will not let it be so fragile
You will not let it enjoy so many facets of love
(For this only encourages it so)
You will let it know how one can love
my heart back
Truly, fully, unabashedly
As it does now…
That you must let me have at last
In my next life…
You will not let it give and give and give
Only to falter, implore and yearn
And yet
Somehow wish to seek once more…
Why does my heart hold out so much hope?
Why does it want what it may only get
in the next life?
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A much appreciated response from asoulwalker, thought it should be read and not hidden in the comments.
A response by asoulwalker:
Dear God,
You know my hope is weak
You know my heart is feeble
Why do you give me so much freedom?
You know the world is cruel,
And my heart wants to love…
Please let it be heard.
– a soul walker
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