Broken like a dam

The flood gates opening wide

As the tears drip

Down my broken face

 

Jesus weeps with me

God weeps with me

 

Shattering like broken glass

Reflections mirrored across

The hurt in a thousand

Little crystal flakes

As the wind gently

Blows them down

Onto the hard rugged

Surface of earth

 

Jesus weeps with me

God weeps with me

 

Hurting I am

Unimportant I became

The tears gush

Out like a waterfall

 

At the bottom of

The priority list

I fell

Into

A

Puddle

Of

My

Own

Grief

 

I

Am

Forgotten

Quietly

Into the distant sunset

Across the rolling hills

I weep

I cling onto

The cross

And seek healing

the only place i know

the sanctuary

at the foot of the cross

healing comes.