We all have to believe in some form of higher power, the only remedy to soothe our open wounds. (Colossian 3:15)
Today I woke up blue,
wondering what bills will be on my balance sheet, queued.
Today I woke up weary,
wondering what my veins really looked like; green or clear exposed to air, just a theory.
Today I opened up my Holy book,
My heart felt elevated and tears vanished, my body shook.
Directed at me, these words were,
“Everything will be ok” they whispered to her.
Her being frail relying on human hearts to keep her going,
These words, touching the little grain of faith within her soul now growing.
Today I woke up satisfied,
Not awaiting the next hit to keep me going,
I am His bride…
Her Mind, Her Story 