Monday, November 1, 2010

this broken one


it’s happening right now

that muddled mess,

called ‘deceiving heart’

receiving UNtruth

instead of truth.

i’m calling it what it is.


“You are unlovable—

you are not worthy of it.”

tears are flowing

as i voice

and purge

this venom.

more tears.

i’m praying for a river

for it is

a great purging

that must be done.

wounded heart

that hurts

and longs

and struggles

for acceptance.

why must this darkness

still haunt me?

i long for it

to be cast aside


and for all that is true

to be mine.

for the Love that has come

and sees

and ever cares

to rest within me




oh Cure for the poisoned

hold your cup to my lips.

drinking in

course through my veins.

blood that fills heart

be the healing for

this broken one.

AWA 11/1/2010

Imperfect Prose[3]

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  1. Beautifully written, Abby ... how easy it is for me, too, to take my eyes off of the Truth, and listen to lies. So thankful for our loving, patient Father, always waiting for us to run to Him. Thanks for sharing your heart ...

  2. abby... how you read my heart with this. i battled these thoughts this morning as i ran, feed pounding prayer, and when i arrived home, i felt wrecked. then, a friend emailed asking if anything was wrong, for i'd been on her heart all morning... and she prayed for me. and this, this great cloud of witnesses that urges us forward... this is why we need these broken communities. so we can bring to light this truth you so beautifully mention:

    for all that is true

    to be mine.

    amen, abby. thank you so much for linking. i'm excited to get to know you better, dear friend. xo

  3. Oh how I often struggle with those lies that come. Thank you for these beautiful words!

  4. i hope that river flows right through you carrying that trash out...they are lies...dont believe them....

  5. Evokes many feelings and emotions from hurt and angst to loneliness and optimism. Powerful short lines.

  6. Provoked memories of going to church - NOT a good twelve years, the horror of their lies and violent/sexual hypocrisies (no I wasn't Catholic, thanks). Effective, bleak.

  7. You haven't lived until you've broken something.

    Nice One Shot!

  8. Dear Mama Abby
    I can relate to this... as you purge it with tears and look for river.. you have put your sadness in words so emotionally. Thanks for sharing...

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    Twitter: @VerseEveryDay


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