Frivolity seen at a distance.
The Lighter fair of Christmas providing a contrast that teases and mocks.
Indifference. Caring but not wanting to.
Tired.
Old.
Too young to feel this old.
Don't touch! I hurt all over.
Deep hurt.
A hurt that goes into the marrow and radiates outward.
Encompassing hurt.
A thick dull pain that envelops my heart so that its beating for something that matters is a wisp of a memory long ago.
Nerves frayed at the edges. Thin like old cloth a hairs breath away from dust.
The desire to melt away. To curl under heavy blanket.
I am in utter need.
Need of grace.
Need of Love.
Need of Acceptance.
Need of praise.
Need of belonging.
Need of filling.
Let your grace be my sufficiency this day, this hour, this moment.
I am not alone.
A hurt that goes into the marrow and radiates outward.
Encompassing hurt.
A thick dull pain that envelops my heart so that its beating for something that matters is a wisp of a memory long ago.
Nerves frayed at the edges. Thin like old cloth a hairs breath away from dust.
The desire to melt away. To curl under heavy blanket.
I am in utter need.
Need of grace.
Need of Love.
Need of Acceptance.
Need of praise.
Need of belonging.
Need of filling.
Let your grace be my sufficiency this day, this hour, this moment.
I am not alone.
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