EVEN NOW

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EVEN NOW

Even now as i look away i have time with nothing to say. Even though he took my life and ripped apart my joy leaving only pain.Even though he left me cold like bird with no feathers in the dark .Even though my mind wont crack my scars still feel like he whispers down my back.Even though my bones are healed i can still feel the scar that almost took my life. i still look away with nothing to say even though i remember him smiling so, reving the engine ready for a race he pulls out of park at 60 an hour leaving no time for thinking about my strength or my body power. I pumel under his will 40 broken bones with nothing to say, but the reason im hear is god has healed me today. He took my life and put it back together bringing me joy and leaving the pain, gave me a jacket so i didnt get cold, gave me wings and light to guide my way. So even now as i look away i thank jesus for blessing me and showing me the way.

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PunoAngulus commented on EVEN NOW

02-02-2009

Eloquently put of showing your faith in God that helped you heal and always showing that God will always love his children and will pick you up because God is showing you that you have more important things to do and leave before you part to God's ma

christliked commented on EVEN NOW

01-22-2009

I was touched by your poem and I noticed your new strength and I thank God for what he is doing in your life. I hope and pray that you use this strength to fuel your motivations to get past our pain.

Gusto commented on EVEN NOW

01-20-2009

These gut wrenching experiences put to poem are very intense. You have the market on getting this out. Very well done.

bforibus commented on EVEN NOW

12-26-2008

I kno u have encouraged me to read ur poems so maybe this was long overdue, but this is an excellent poem. very emotional and soul searched

bobzoom commented on EVEN NOW

12-17-2008

Pain,emotion and healing so descriptively penned well done

Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

tinygirl’s Poems (9)

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EVEN NOW 9
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