My Healer

When my life tears apart
And the pain
Cuts through me,
Again…

I look for you.

When I struggle,
So desperately,
To be worthy of you,
But fall short…

I anguish
For your understanding
And acceptance.

When I want to please you,
And meet all your needs,
Now,
And forever,
But leave an emptiness in you…

I weep inside,
Knowing that I
Let you down.

But in all these moments of grief…

Somehow…

You still accept me…

With all my flaws,

And shortcomings,

And failures.

Somehow,
You see beyond
The me,
That I can’t seem to see.

You hold me.

You give me comfort.

You give me respite.

You are…

My everything.

You are…

My healer.

 

 

© 2017 W. C. Stacia, Jr.

 

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