I imagine sometimes
How it unfolded
When God began to design
The intricate details of the inner workings of my mind.
Images flood my vision
Of soft humming and nimble fingers,
There is sadness that always lingers –
But I know I was made with love:
Signed, sealed, and approved Of.
I believe when a door is closed
A window might open.
I believe that you can be broken
and still have value.
That is the truth.
YOU ARE WORTH IT.
You DO deserve it.
Stop banging you head against the closed door,
If you cannot find a window,
Make a hole
In the wall.
The reality of it all is
You are facing the biggest fight of your life
Are you going to run away?
Or face and fight.
It is alright to be angry
at God or the world.
It IS hard and it does hurt
To have distorted thoughts
and such thin skin.
I was given the tools to learn
How to master my run away mind.
It is now time
That i learned how to use them
And make them mine
10 000 hours of practice makes one an expert
I will spend a lifetime learning
If thats what it takes.
