Growing Pains

You are the reason that I am broken

Thank you.

For had you not broken my heart

I wouldn’t have seen myself reflected in the shattered pieces

 

If you had not neglected me

I wouldn’t have sought the company of God.

Although I am not yet whole

I thank you

Because I lost myself in your eyes

Only to find Her in the image of my own sorrow.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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