Beloved creator

In you I trust

In you I blame.

For I understand

To misunderstand.

While others neglected,

Some have questioned

I am among those two.

You are silent

And that kills.

I am slowly breaking

Please forgive my forsaken mistakes,

As Hurt arrives a Melancholy home is built.

Unlike happiness, a process to overcome.

I bleed for you, as they plead for you.

For I have faith in your grace,

In you I trust.

Forgive me lord,

These flowers don't bloom.

All I ask are repeated words

"Mend my life".


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