Unable to survive,
stifled and suppressed, never to thrive
Broken and hurt,
tired of trying and never to assert
Down trodden and
outcast unable to ignore the past
Tired, sick and sore
wanting only to hit the floor
Lifeless, empty and
broken, shattered into pieces never to be spoken
May God sweep up my
fragments and stir the waters that were stagnant
I pray he rebuild-
piece me together, much better than I was, than I was ever
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