He could fill up the doorway
Both body and soul
She hid out with her monsters
Who had taken control
Leaving her to ponder
A scene she’d seen before
Where the image once cast
Was a declaration of war
She had no idea what he was about
She let down her guard
Put away all her doubts
And he stepped up to the plate
Put it all on the line
She took the promise he made
Took a step that was blind
It’s so hard to trust
When we’ve damaged ourselves
Inflicting the wounds
That entices the wolves
Forgiving the past
Forgetting the guilt
Cutting the cast
From the damage we built
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (3)
Such are the risks we take anytime we allow ourselves to become vulnerable. It it worth it? I believe so, though at times, even I begin to wonder.
true words, written so beautifully, love this Kelli
nice