scars

my mind swirling

crumbling

i turn to those around me

and they squint their eyes as they turn away

from my outstretched hands

its the affirmation the devil needed

to convince me

that i’m nothing

worthless

an inconvenience

so I believe him for a moment

and collapse in my own fear

the scars on my wrists

and my heart

painfully remind me

that i’ve been here before

yet the Lord pushes through my walls

and leaves the flock

to search desperately

for one of his little lost sheep

He finds me

and so He saved me

from my own mind

and what it does to me

when the devil is left unattended

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