On the Outside
On the outside it seems
my life is pieced together;
But what you don't see
Is the confused little girl inside,
wanting only to sit and weep
In her daddy's lap
And him stroke her hair;
Wanting someone to tell me
It's all going to be ok,
To take all my tears
And sorrows away.
I turn around and find
The one I want has been there the whole time…
Just waiting,
Waiting for me to give up
And give it all away.
I try so hard to hang on
to things I don't want;
I give it all to Him
Only to discover
The parts I've kept hidden.
I hate this and how it hurts.
I try to ignore what it is it does to me.
I watch myself go on living
feeling lost and alone.
Not realizing the one I want
has never left,
always been here,
within reach
whispering in my ear.
I turn around and face the one I want.
He's been here the whole time,
Just waiting.
Waiting for me to give up,
And finally,
Give it all away…


2 Comments:
Hey Megan. I dunno, but as I read this, I hear music in my head. I'd like to figure it out, if you don't mind.
I have been working on the finer details of this poem with a friend for the past hour and a half. Right after I reposted it here, I looked at the date in which I had originally written it...It was a year ago to the day.
Wow...God works in mysterious and wonderous ways.
Love,
Megan Ogeal
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