Forsaken Asunder

What does my soul want?

You see if my soul wants something...

The very thing that makes me, me...

If it's crying out for something…

Can it really be as terrible, or can life be more exciting without the fulfillment of its desires?!?!

 

My understanding is this…

That the things with which I attempt to fulfill my life, they are only a taste of the fulfillment my soul desires…

 

Now, God knows every single part of what makes me me.

He knows my soul...

If others are crying out to me with their judgmental comments, trying to fix what they think is wrong…

Or if they're trying to make me feel insecure, by commenting on my hair or my body type…

Or if they ask me "Why don't you wear makeup?"…

As though they think I should…

The reality is that God has made me just the way I am & He has no problem with valuing me regardless of my imperfections...

So, that tells me something about the way that I should talk, & the way that I should act, & the way that I should value myself…

You ask why I don't wear foundation or makeup?...

It's because I have chosen to take off my pitiful self that I create to please others, in order to put on the foundation of God…

He is the only one in this world that my heart and soul desires…

 

One of the things that I have noticed is that I feel a certain sense of loneliness in this world…

There have been times where I try to fill that loneliness with companionship…

Whether my own or someone else's…

But neither brings fulfillment…

 

I have just found that God is the only one that fills my void of loneliness…

 

So, in emptiness I stand…

Forever held by His hands…

And it's not just the hold….

But the way His eyes adorn with wonder as He looks upon my being…

How my heart is filled asunder…

 

With treasures He values & with measures He fills….

My whole life no longer empty is now filled with gifts I don't deserve…

Oh my God, how can it be that You my savior has value.... for me?....

Fulfilled I stand...

Forever valued in His hands...

My God.... My God....

Thou has not forsaken me!

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