full of grace

I know you were wounded

And that I looked to you

It is deeply true

I lost myself

And that is why now

So often I cry

In the midst of this mess

I made

Can i bear to stand up

And be real?

Can I be counted inside myself

And allow myself to feel

While not being betrayed by and for feeling?

Am I stronger than I allow myself to believe

I am?

Doesn’t the answer and the healing

Lie within?

For far too long I looked to you

And so I see I could not allow you to be

A separate self

So I was wounded and hurt you too

This is a truth I must now own

As I find a way while making

A home

Deep inside me

Of connecting to the outside

From an authentic place

Full of wisdom

Gratitude

Understanding

And grace