forgiveness... is not just saying sorry.. .
this dark inside unfamiliar since the past.. growing in spite, hatred, callousing the heart. no feeling no touch just ice and tears. drawing near is an option but not a desire.. the sickness is alive, it tears and rips into the built up being. hypocrisy, a laugh for irony, deceitful and manipulative, secretive to yourself. sitting in the corner nursing self inflicted wounds, growling at those who seek to mend. inviting pain, numb to its sting, so also numb to love of any kind. unreceived joy due to walls and thorns. getting bigger and growing out of control... the body routinely stabs its own back. celebrating freedom.. freedom to destroy oneself? freedom to hate our brother... not to the face, in the quiet.. while you disrespect the other and excuse its lust. hate can choke the life inside when hate is toward the one who chokes. whispering help when screaming solitude hinders the rescuer from discovering the distressed. carve out the smile and screw the twinkle in your eye... go do good outside but slam your morals in the door on your way out..is this an existance.. perhaps just a life that screams needed grace
Luke 7:47
Luke 7:47