Wednesday, May 4, 2011

silhouettes

You wrote your name in invisible ink
For you were so afraid of what they might think
But the scars they left they were loud and clear
Weren't they? Weren't they?

When it's too much to bare memories erase
A disappearing act deserving of our thanks
When it surfaces just hold your breath
And swim just swim

You begged and begged for some kind of change
Maybe they'd wake up tomorrow and regret the pain
That they've passed down to you like DNA
But no luck, no luck

It seems only by the hand of God or death
Will they truly change their silhouettes
For a miracle or consequence
You wait and wait

Maybe distance is the only cure
Far away from hurt is where healing occurs
But all you really want to do is make them proud
Don't you? Don't you?

It must be hard in the mess you're always cleaning up
To believe in the ghost of unbroken love
But I promise you
The truth is that you're loved. So loved.

2 comments:

  1. Yes, you ARE loved. Not just by your friends and family, but by a God that loves you perfectly and unconditionally. Remember that you can't do anything to make Him love you more or less. Run into His arms...He's had them open for you the whole time :)

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  2. Did you write this? It's amazing, Hil.
    I love you so much. Can't wait to see you!!

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