Poems from Discipleknight
Broken. Shameful. Fearful. Hurtful. Hurting. I am all these things and worse.
Redone, undone, I'm done, I'm gone, I'm out of the race...
Slimy, small, and screaming child, put into Daddy’s arms.
He looks at her, thinks to himself, “No one will do you harm.”
Little...
