My Glue
I had chosen to live in fear of those around me.
He could be thinking anything.
She gossips with her breath.
I was terrified of the strangers whose names I knew
And those who knew my name apart from my soul.
I had forgotten of the girl who remembers, to love.
Who sacrifices herself and prepares for all.
I ignored the girl who supports each face,
Reads each writing and never wavers in strength.
I had glossed over the girl who longs to wear white,
And trusts me to be by her side for it.
I doubted the constant presence and forgiver in my life
For no reason but my hurt she was bandaging.
I had chosen to fear the crumbling,
And forgotten I had the glue.