to every ache that rattled my veins:
i should not have let you steal from me,
i should not have let you dig your hands into my soul.
thank you for showing me that i am strong.
because of you,
i have learned how to fall on my knees and pray.
you meant to drown me,
but i was already drowning in Gods grace.
thank you for pointing me to my savior.
how much i have changed.
my covers are clean and sparkle
under the bright lights shining down on me.
and i smile when i go off to sleep
because i know in the morning who i will meet,
so i grab hold of life and air
and roll off the bed with effortless grace.
so much grace,
draped down on me but held light and tender on my shoulders.
what was dirty
is now white as snow.
white as snow.
nowhere to hide because daybreak is no longer a curtain
and there is no theater or seats or dreadful laughter.
night is light and no longer is there a struggle with
hands to my throat
and grave whispers in my ear.
it is unbelievable
how i have changed,
those voices have come to adore me.
You have seen this flesh through.
When it consumed me,
When it bled alongside you on the cross,
In your arms, I was wrapped,
Tucked away until I was complete,
And plucked from the edge of
I almost plummeted but,
You gave me wings,
So now I soar and I’m whole,
And it’s just because of you,