I peer into the broken mirror of my past
Silver backed glass shards reflecting
Logically or illogically
The hard times fragmented
Into essence of diamond
Glittering, sparkling
Running my fragmented mind
Across invisible glass tipped memories
Anger filled my soul then
I couldn’t believe You loved me.
Those who see You in me
Pour living water down
The cuts and sores
Rinsing away the fragments
Of the past embedded in my skin
Cleansing, soothing the hate
Peering into the broken mirror of my past
Slowly I see less of me
Less of my tears
Or lack of tears
Less of my blood
And more of Your life.