Testimony Of The Broken

Testimony Of The Broken long poem

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When we’re born, we’re born into darkness.
Only seeking earthly desires, seeking to be fulfilled by temporary things.
But then, You began that walk of life with me.
Everywhere I looked with my young eyes, You were always there right beside me.
But, with my feeble mind, I didn’t know how to love You back; not until I fully understood who You were.
Once I did, I then invited You into my heart with open arms, letting Your love cast out every doubt and fear in my mind.
But then, I began to pull away because I gave the excuse of not seeing You anymore.
Why was I so foolish?
Why was I looking for a physical sign of Your presence?
After wandering in the dark for years on end, I was able to see You again in a time of peace.
You showed me that You still loved me, and You began to take away my shame, piece by piece.
But then, darkness entered once again.
This time, through humanly love.
Love that I thought would last forever.
Love that made me naive.
A love that wasn’t Your perfect love.
He showed me the wonders of the world.
He showed me how to be passionate and madly in love.
He showed me things that I wasn’t ready to see.
And then, it happened.
The one thing that I so strongly believed couldn’t happen…did.
But I didn’t care, because I thought he would love me eternally, which only led to a shattered and bitter heart.
Darkness once more flooded my life, stronger than ever before.
I was thrown into a chasm that I saw no hope of climbing out of.
I thought that no one cared for me anymore.
Voices were constantly telling me that I was worthless and ugly.
In truth, I believed them wholeheartedly.
There was going to be no escape, so I was tempted to show my pain.
To destroy what was once a temple You created.
What I thought were simply unwanted ruins of a person.
But then, You saved me.
You showed me that if I did these acts, I would only be hurting the people I love, because they were in as much pain as I was.
You led me to people that didn’t care of what I had done.
You led me to a purer love, one far greater than I could have imagined.
Now I see that out of my darkness, You shone brightest.
Out of my anguish, You created a new person within.
So, I vow to follow You wholeheartedly.
I vow to follow Your will.
I vow to share my story with those who feel the same pain I felt.
I vow to love You as one of Your children.
I vow…

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I've been writing poetry ever since middle school, but I've never really thought about releasing my work to the public until coming to college. Currently, I am studying music as my major and English as my minor.
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