Saturday, September 26, 2020


My hands are tied
My lips are shut
I woke up at night
Figuring my if-s and but-s

It’s like I’m holding sand in my hand
Gripping ever too tightly
The stronger I grip
The faster it slips
Leaving not even the tiniest bit

My heart is in pain
But my brain says otherwise
Oh the wonder works of God
Who are we to question why

Breaking someone’s trust is like crumping a piece of paper
You can smooth it over
But it can never be the same piece of paper again

So now
We let go
And see what stays


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