Sunday, March 22, 2009

Mirror

Don’t you know that it destroys me

To see this broken heart?

Shadows of who you think you are

Keep tearing you apart.

You are talented and beautiful

I created you this way.

You need to know my confidence

A self-image that won’t fray.

Dear child, my son died

So those chains would fall.

I wish you saw the holiness

I placed within you all.

So walk away from that mirror

And find your strength in me.

Run to me dear broken one

And let me change what you see.