I WILL NOT BREAK
“She is almost there.”
I was only three or four.
“See her stare?”
They pushed ‘till I could take no more
I went into a locked room
With the sun shining through the windowpane.
It really was a tomb.
A place my mind escaped the pain.
I did not break.
I would not break.
I could not break.
So how did I get so broken?
I found a place where I could hide
And find peace from the confusion.
Beside a river, under a willow I would abide.
He met me there; I thought an illusion.
His Love compelled me to trust,
Release my soul into His Hands.
I couldn’t, but part of me felt I must.
How could I surrender to His demands?
I do not break.
I will not break.
I cannot break.
So why am I so broken?
He only wanted to love me
And mend my broken heart.
He wanted me to be free
And give peace to all my parts.
The shell that had held us captive
Was the husk that held the seed.
Though we were so adaptive
It was time that we were freed
And so He broke the walls down,
Not with a hammer but by His tenderness.
In Him we are one
To live in harmony and accordance.
So I did break
I could break
Break out of my prison
And I am no longer broken.
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