Broken down into tiny pieces unable to be whole again-cracks and chips keep me from being used completely.
How sad I am. That I am the only, still unused but abused version of me.
How many more days must I endure this feeling of emptiness?
Dark and Alone all broken in and out.
Doesn’t someone still see the beauty which I could be?
If only someone took the time and patience to truly restore the hidden me.
I know God is watching and asking me to be patient to trust that He has a plan.
Even here in my alone place of brokenness. A place where I know He will mend me and not just fix me but He will Create a whole New Me with the broken pieces in my hands.
I ask and ask…. yet I feel sad because no help is being sent to aid with the dents of my persistence..
Here I will wait within the safety of my hurts and pains….waiting for the day when my Brokenness turns into Brilliance. For then I will share the Joys of of Hiding within Myself.
For it was in this place I FOUND The Beauty I was meant to be.