As if life wasn’t hard enough
You and I danced a beautiful
Dance of dysfunction
As I look back
There were all these signs
But why did I ignore them?
Was it because I was
Drawn to the fire
As a moth is drawn to
The flame?
You told me life was precious
But you didn’t know
Just how precious it was
Until you walked out on me
You sang a song of freedom
But there is no
Freedom without surrender
I’m tired of running from the pain
My love
So I’m letting you go
The story you wanted to
Write of a nuclear family
Tight and close knit
Constricts my soul,
Like a vice around my neck
Because that’s not what I was designed
For
I fought so hard for us
But now it’s ashes in the dust
Hot coals in the fire
The forgers fire
Is calling out to me
I must surrender to His call
And you must reckon with
Your creator
Broken eyes
Broken heart
Broken soul
I’ll see you again on the
Other side
16 “See, it is I who created the blacksmith
who fans the coals into flame
and forges a weapon fit for its work.
And it is I who have created the destroyer to wreak havoc;
17 no weapon forged against you will prevail,
and you will refute every tongue that accuses you.
This is the heritage of the servants of the Lord,
and this is their vindication from me,”
declares the Lord.
Isaiah 54: 16-17
