A girl who’s seen it all, wonderfully redeemed

My scars are not external 

In fact they are the opposite 

Quietly held internally 

Begging for air 

To breathe and to heal 

To tell the full truth 

But internally I also feel… I 

Deeply, abundantly, hopelessly feel

More than if they were externally real

So I’ll look like I can make it 

But internally, I’ll also run 

I’m running in dead in circles 

Ever so freely in a forest full of trees 

Trees so tall 

But even the trees inside my mind can hear the wind blowing up the sounds of my internal pain and emotions 

It’s like a maze with a dead end that I’m running through 

It always takes me back to the trees 

The tallest trees to ever exist standing on the weight of all my feelings 

Crushing the gardens of my soul

So I’ll keep running 

Ever so freely is what they’ll see 

But internally my life is a dead end maze waiting to be set free