Snap

Let your tears roll 

Your temper roar 

Allow your voice to be heard

Shout out to the LORD 

Allow the pain to flow 

And stop telling yourself you do not HURT 

You’ve been living with a shattered heart

Don’t allow the past you cannot change 

The feeling of unworthiness 

And feeling like someone’s mistake

Consume your soul

If need be pick up the damn phone 

It’s in the moments 

When you say no, no, no I am not ok

That those deep, buried pockets of hurt

Will hopefully slowly heal and wash away 

Sara

(2.8.15)