Tattered Every Which Way
I bare my authentic heart with each word I say,
Then go numb as you twist them every which way ~ ~ ~
Now the entire world weighs heavy today
And I’m too pierced to find words to pray.
My effort was for kindness to sweetly sway
Over your unfounded anger set on slay.
Now dysfunction’s heartache is on display
And I cannot locate a single, warming sunray.
I am holding tattered emotional dismay.
You must know love seeks no swordplay,
But ever constructs an endless thruway.
Blind ears tossed our blessings to mislay.
Broken and dazed by our rough affray,
I can grab no answer in this inane decay ~ ~ ~
So in silent tears, I put all on God’s stairway.
Sadly, I believe only He can create leeway.
... CayCay Jennings
February 9, 2018
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