i can feel the judgement on me
one of my happiest times
reduced to a devestating feeling
of the test of friendships
nobody will understand
how perfect he is for me
few support this step
we are taking
i want to embrace it
celebrate something
i have dreamed of since i was a girl
blank stares
fake smiles
i'm brought low
after floating in such a high place
will he want me
when he sees everything ugly
in me
Copyright [October 2, 2006] By: Tiffany Conner
“This is who I am and I have to be who I am and all of us have a right to be who we are. Our will is a gift, it’s given to us and whenever we submit our will to someone else’s opinion a part of us dies. I know that God does not lie and I know that He knows how to talk to the hearts of people better than anybody else. Whatever he relates to whoever is listening that’s what’s supposed to be understood at that time. so it’s all good.” -Lauryn Hill
Monday, October 16, 2006
loved disaster
he is asking me to explain myself.
takes me hours to figure myself out.
damaged for sure.
almost destroyed.
how can he love such a disaster?
im swollen
soar
unsure of what my future holds.
i'm in the midst of so many burdens
so much baggage.
yet he has discovered me.
he sees me for who i am
atleast i hope
because i am not even sure who that is anymore.
i'm a mess
but somehow held together.
knowing this love came in perfect timing.
and i see the miracle
and question how i have become a loved disaster.
i have escaped the nightmare.
and all i ask is to be held in the arms of a boy
who can be trusted
who can take delight in my happiness.
and who can accept all i can't control.
takes me hours to figure myself out.
damaged for sure.
almost destroyed.
how can he love such a disaster?
im swollen
soar
unsure of what my future holds.
i'm in the midst of so many burdens
so much baggage.
yet he has discovered me.
he sees me for who i am
atleast i hope
because i am not even sure who that is anymore.
i'm a mess
but somehow held together.
knowing this love came in perfect timing.
and i see the miracle
and question how i have become a loved disaster.
i have escaped the nightmare.
and all i ask is to be held in the arms of a boy
who can be trusted
who can take delight in my happiness.
and who can accept all i can't control.
Copyright [September 12, 2006] By: Tiffany Conner
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