Waiting To Be Saved By That Which Broke Me

You led me into your heart's room
And asked to be my groom.
I replied, "Yes, most certainly,"
But you  changed the lock after giving me the old key.
I'm turning pages,
And you're turning tables.
This fragile switching of phases
Nothing is stable.

I'm so in love, but I forgot to love myself.
I love you so very much, but you put me on the shelf.
You forgot to love me too.

While searching for your heart, I found your flaw.
While hiding to be found, I got lost.
While searching for our mountain, I found our fall.
While searching for the sun, I found the moon.
While searching for myself, I found you.

I'm so in love, but I forgot to love myself.
I love you so very much, but you put me on the shelf.
You forgot to love me too.

What a perfect disaster, messed so beautifully
Waiting to be saved by that which broke me.

Life Sucks

During my seventeen years of life, I have come to this conclusion: life sucks.  Are there good times? Sure.  Is there always hope? Of course.  Nevertheless, life sucks.  When you work as hard as you can to achieve something, you have to continue working harder to achieve the next goal.  If you look in the mirror and like what you see, get the magnified mirror because you must be missing something.  If you do not like what you see, fix your face and body, not your mindset.  The more you give, the less you receive.  This is the twisted world we now face.  Romance is a hoax.  Friendship is conditional.  Do I honestly believe any of this? I do not know, but it is how I feel.  And I know I am supposed to cover these feelings; that is one of my specialties.  But, you know what? I am sick.  I am tired.  I am done.  I have struggled and fought with perfection my entire life, and he always wins.  I always lose.  I am an optimistic giver, and the world has been built to combat and destroy all that I am made of.  I believe in God.  I believe in Grace sufficient for all things.  I scare myself with the complacent placement my heart has found itself in.  I pray about it.  I know God listens, but I need a response now.  Or so I think...this is just another trick of the cruel world, also known as the Enemy.