Like toys on the floor
I can hide no more
Feelings of angst
And of brokenness
Off into space I stare
Filled with heartache and despair
Never feeling whole
Never being fixed
Pieces of me disjointed
Pulled away, chipped off
Separated from myself
Hiding from the world
And from myself
As if I can
Fear hangs over
As if a dark stormy cloud
Inadequacy, never being enough
Why cannot I be the me
The way God & Jesus see me
To find faith in one's self
Wouldn't that be the gift
To believe in me
I'd finally feel free

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