I'm hurting and broken
My thoughts go unspoken
Confused and abused my appearance is bruised
Worn out from being improperly used
Confined and blind
Sometimes so hidden I’m difficult to find
Blocked from my mind by a wall too tall to climb
I deceive those I love the most
In myself I love to boast
But only to cover the truth that I’m actually gross
Too delicate to touch
Too embarrassed to be seen
The manipulation of truth keeps me in a constant day dream
Parts of me are locked by an unknown key
These secrets I keep cause me to bleed
When I’m hungry I feed on the weak
My foolishness causes my inards to leak
And deeper into myself do I sink
Dirty and dark
Too many times have I been broken apart
I long for wholeness but I don’t know where to start
You think I’m a stranger
But I’m actually your heart
Broken in the brokenness, unspoken grossness, host this, post it, neon sticky note, facebook quote, stubborn as a billygoat, words caught in the throat…choke,
I’m Broke.
The white mask of false perfection.
Correction.There’s a crack in the mold
Leaking the story untold
Just fold
The lie is old
Nobody’s sold
You’ve got a cold so stop fightin’ it, denyin it, here’s honesty, try it
Cry it
Pry it open like a clam in the ocean
Revealin the treasure inside
Beauty we hide, behind our fear and pride as our insides die
This stubborn self-inflicted pain causes heavenly tears to fall as grace like rain
Longing to wash away the shame and self-blame, tellin us to stop playin this game
Pretending to be sane when really we’re all crazy.
Maybe,
If you let your grip slip and allowed the script to flip and acknowledged the porcelain’s chipped
Your life might shift.
It’s a gift, so live in the present
Acknowledge you imperfection without the fear of rejection
For you are not judged by works but by grace
So take off your mask and embrace his glorious face
Open your heart and take a taste
Here’s your hope It’s called grace.
So here I am.
Broken in the brokenness, unspoken grossness, host this, post it, neon sticky note, facebook quote, stubborn as a billygoat, words caught in the throat…choke,
I’m Broke.
Like a face mask im peelin it
Revealin it
Can’t keep concealin it cuz I'm feelin it
And father God I need you to heal it
No longer can I function in this pain
Cuz im watchin others change while I remain the same
It’s a game.And I’m losin’
So today I proclaim it’s you that I’m chosin
I give you my masks so I can keep movin
No more of myself am I provin
I’m letting go.
Losing self-control in order to gain it
Today my lips proclaim it
I’m broken and it hurts
This mask is a curse
Only your water can quench this thirst
So here I am
This is me
And with God by my side I’m ready to the let whole world see
That through my honesty I’m free
