O Father, my Lord
Sadness overwhelms me
Pain threatens my life, my very soul
I cannot see how.....where to reach out
Cannot hear my voice
                       as I scream
                              in the darkness
Words like knives invade my soul
Lending strength to the whisper, the continuous refrain
That I am damaged goods

                           unworthy

                           unrecoverable

                           unloveable

I strain, I fight, to find Love's light
Always shoving aside the tender touch
                   the nudge
                            the faint flicker I blowout

                                              Finally...
My struggles quiet, my thrashing stops
My battle is done, I can strive no more

                       And.....

In the silence, the stillness forms
And You reach out and touch

              .....my heart

                       ....my mind

                              ....my soul