I did not hurt myself today.
This will be one day of many where I will move...

You threw them in my face.
They scattered like skittles...

I had been anxious for hours,
a heartbeat not aware of the future...

Long ago, hope beckoned us like bold flags that...
miles beyond life's canyon and death's valley...

Please, bring me raindrops in your palm.
Glance at the jungle behind my eyes...

My sins will repeat themselves, even when
daylight nudges me, even when I am fully aware...

Today may be the day. To reach out.
To talk. To open my heart up. To trust...

Walking in, shoulders hunched,
head facing the ground...

O Lord, I am not worthy....
You claimed our scars as yours...

We are all survivors. Survivors of fear, abuse
and its manipulative species, despair, loneliness...

Sorry...
I'm sorry for whispering...

Earlier, I bathed my spirit
in sunshine that was never earned...