ME (UPDATED WITH SCRIPTURE AND A NEW PICTURE)

I FEEL LIKE I HAVE BEEN WAITING

FOREVER.

FOR YOU TO APOLOGIZE

FOR ALL THAT YOU DID WRONG,

BREAKING THE SPIRIT

OF A LITTLE GIRL

WITH SUN-STREAKED CURLS,

FRECKLED NOSE,

DIMPLED SMILE,

 AND THE TEARS IN HER GREEN EYES

SPARKLING LIKE THE DEW 
ON A BLADE OF GRASS 
JUST AFTER A RAINSTORM HAS PAST.

IF YOU KNEW WHAT WAS GOING ON

THEN WHY DIDN'T YOU STOP IT

INSTEAD OF IGNORING IT,

SWEEPING IT UNDER THE RUG,

AS IF IT WERE SOME SORT OF 

INSIGNIFICANT DEAD BUG?

YOU HAD TO HAVE KNOWN.

YOU MUST HAVE HEARD THE SCREAMS.

I STILL DO IN MY DREAMS.

WHY CAN'T WE TALK ABOUT IT NOW?

IT'S BEEN SO LONG

AND HE'S DEAD AND GONE.

BUT WHEN I TRY, 

I JUST HEAR THE SAME OLD

BORING SONG.

A BROKEN RECORD.

JUST BECAUSE

YOU DIDN'T RECEIVE LOVE

DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN'T GIVE IT.

WHAT COULD A LITTLE GIRL 

THAT YOU NAMED SUNSHINE
HAVE DONE SO WRONG

THAT YOU HAD TO MAKE HER FEEL

SO ISOLATED AND ALONE?

AND NOW

YOU'RE ASHAMED OF ME

AND MY POETRY.

BUT THIS IS THE ONLY WAY

I CAN PURGE THE RELENTLESS

UNFORGIVENESS.

IF I DIDN'T HAVE JESUS IN MY LIFE,

I DON'T KNOW WHERE I WOULD BE

BECAUSE YOU COULDN'T LOVE ME.

YOU MAY WANT TO DENY THE FIGHTS,
OUT OF MIND
OUT OF SIGHT,

BUT GOD SHINES HIS LIGHT

IN THE SHADOWS,
IN THE CORNERS,
IN THE STILLNESS OF NIGHT.
YOU CAN'T RUN AND HIDE
FROM GOD'S BLINDING LIGHT.

HE IS AWARE.

HE'S NOT AFRAID OR ASHAMED

HE KNOWS MY PAIN,

NEVER FITTING IN.

BUT I NO LONGER WANT 

TO BE LIKE EVERYONE ELSE.

NORMAL IS OVER RATED.

I'M PROUD TO BE ME.

BECAUSE THAT'S THE WAY

GOD

INTENDED IT TO BE.

PSALM 36:7

HOW PRICELESS IS YOUR UNFAILING LOVE,
O GOD!
PEOPLE TAKE REFUGE IN THE SHADOW OF YOUR WINGS.