The Turns and the Twists

A hurtful past can break someone pretty good.

It can shatter them to pieces,

Creating a mean heart in a child

Destined to be misunderstood.

It can create a barrier to the world,

With walls so tall that no one dare see in.

Desperate to break them down, 

But she can’t even imagine

To be asked questions about what she knows.

To be forced to lie because that’s what she was taught so long ago.

To be hurt like everyone she’s ever known

To feel lost and not know where to go.

So she held it all inside

Perfected every lie

Never really understood why

But learned to do it with a smile

The days and the months and the years went on

So you would have to imagine more then a few things went wrong:

She learned to run fast from those who came to close

For she knew they then had the power to hurt her the most.

She learned how to lie and manipulate like it was absolutely nothing

Guilt didn’t exist in her heart as anything.

She learned to control the world with the words she had to say

Things only were right if they went exactly her way.

She learned that love can and does not exist

That it just falls apart in all the turns and the twists.

However over time she learned that these were learned patters of self-destruction

that brought her down to a place so low she now owed the world a new introduction

And somehow she was able to come out of the place she had been lost in and

Finally realize there is no time better then now to begin

to shed the control and the lies and the hurt,

to stand up and brush away the dust and the dirt,

to take a step in a new direction

and embrace a life of love truth and affection.

So she took the hand of a loving God

Who held her close and said all he saw

Was a slate wiped clean of all that had been done wrong,

A few bumps to remind her of what made her strong,

And an abundance of His love, which they both knew had been there all along.