𝒀𝒆𝒂, 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌

Tear me in half

rip me apart

break me small

wring my heart dry

scatter me far

but I won't stay there

it's not how I was made

my pieces come home

scar tissue formed

stronger than before

my tears float my heart

back to center

and as I drop

to my knees

I see you

smiling at my tears

you thought you had me

firmly in your grip

you made me forget

for a hot minute

who I am

with your schemes

and relentless badgering

that I'm

not pretty enough

not smart enough

not young enough

and as I say "Amen"

and stand up

perhaps a little taller

with purpose

your smile disappears

I'm not finished

like you thought

I would be

You tried to

squash me

squelch me

but you're no match

for the One

who fitted my armor

and set me in motion.

🗡️🛡️

“Put on the whole armor of God, may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places. Therefore take up the whole armor of God, that you may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand.” ‭‭Ephesians‬ ‭6‬:‭11‬-‭13‬ ‭NKJV