Poems from RachelOrtega
Shattered hearts and
Broken dreams
Call to me in the weary night
Silent screams and
Fallen dreams
I can't reach them.
No way out
No where...
If I was to write you a poem,
It'd be like this
On sticky notes
Except instead of on your walls
I'd plaster them to your heart and brain...
Faith... Grace... Mercy... Salvation... Redemption...
I am told that I have these things.
I am told that these things are given.
Free....