Invisible scars and bruises,
displayed on my body and face...

To me, I do believe God did send,
my loving and faithful husband...

A mere cut..
Unintentional...

The darkness is being chased.
But, by what...

Down I begin to count,
Countdown to my leave out...

Why am I so upset?
Why am I so hurt...

C-ompletely fulfilled and happy am I now.
O-nce I was depressed, but Jesus saved me...

I desperately am at a
search again, for a portal...

I desire,
love, true love...

I dream of a place...
that is so beautiful...

I'm the scrambled letters,
that makes His words...

I seek the truth of life,
the one meant, without strife...