her story

her heart aches
the constant, persistant punishing angst of lonely

this girl, once free, soaring, wings held by One who's very breath was worthy of deepest worship.........now she plummets
weighed down by lonely

He who she trusted for eons did not listen
when that voice aching with pain called for a need to come back to the earth

ignored her first call in all those eons

took her to hell that she barely survived

she lay broken, bleeding..............betrayed

she crawled for days, unable to stand

He ached...............she wept

When she could move again she packed her heart in a hat box
with her dignity
she held her head high
she had not betrayed her word

she healed yet now........

her heart aches
the constant, persistant punishing angst of lonely..........