a hint of light
i’ve gotten accustomed to tearing out the stitches before the wound has time to heal over, and without knowing, i’ve revealed these scars to those who don’t need to see their reality. though i never hide behind makeup, i’ve fabricated this mask of a face, and regardless of how thick i perceive these walls, i could crack under the slightest increase in pressure of the current atmospheric condition. i fear that You won’t be there to pick up the shattered pieces, although i know the brutal and honest truth of the matter. and i genuinely love You with all that i am, but sometimes wonder if it’s ever enough. between the lies i’ve been fed and the vicious acts i have committed in my careless youth, and even in my maturing adolescence, i still hope that You know that deep within this beating muscle inside the cavity of my aching chest lies a glimmer… a spark… of finest gold… that flickers with every thought of You… just waiting to come out if and when You command it.
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