DOWN TO THE BONE

Uncovered and naked,
scars of another life
forge bumpy roads
along a tortured soul.

Struggling to see,
the bitter taste of rejection
lingers in your mouth like
remnants of a regurgitated
meal.

I appreciate that
I am not alone;
still there is little comfort
in that truth.

Yes I know,
The fault is not mine;
still I weep.

Prominent tokens,
God the Father’s love
permeates my life;
yet I have empty spaces
in my heart.

My faith is strong;
little else moves me through
this life.

In the glowing reflective eyes
of those I love,
God’s merciful embrace.

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