I Am His
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There is a list of lies under my name--
--let me explian.
Failure, regret, dismay
lined the edges of pain.
Stupid, creepy, and even a sleaze--
--can I just leave this world, God, please?
Thousands of times I was beaten
with words and even admitted I was defeaten
with my own breath.
Scowls and flares of emotion
raged like violent oceans.
I am sorry.
I am just a wretch.
In the distance a whisper carressed
my broken head. My tears were suppressed
"Listen, listen"
It was strong but never a shout
"You are meant for far more
than all of these scorns.
You were made to love,
because I love you,
and you are mine."
Years of anguish slipped
away. Words held no more grip.
I found my traction
on the rock of Christ. Taking action,
I became a fountain
of love to those who know not of this mountain,
who changed me.
I am His.