His tender mercies

Giv’n to all those who have faith

Ev’n unto freedom.

The voice you sleep to

May one day be the same voice

That moves the heavens.

One day I just knew,

To stop looking to you to

Give what you ne’er had.

Sometimes I wonder

If I’ll ever be able

To do for myself.

“Sure, I can help you.”

I’ll continually say

Knowing that I can’t.

Not that I can’t help,

For truthfully I can’t bear

To see others pained.

There’s something inside

That connects your pain to mine;

It drains me to feel.

I’ve tried to change that,

But it’s what makes me listen,

It’s what let’s me heal.

For I know the words,

I know the ways you can change

To feel happiness.

But, that’s not enough.

No, you’ll know I feel it too,

Just as you feel it.

So know this right now,

I can’t do a single thing

Without this thought.

I can’t breathe, even,

Knowing you’re feeling something,

Because I feel it.

You know the feeling,

When the emotions inside

Are just not your own.

It’s enough to care,

But must we know them that well,

Must we cry their tears?

Do we need to try,

To stop them from feeling it,

Because we can’t bear.

Isn’t it enough to love.

Apparently, no.

Lightning falls from the sky

Crashes upon the meadow

The fire of brilliance.

I hate being bound,

Tied to the decisions made

While I was too weak.

You care if I smile,

Do your best to keep it there.

I thank you for that.

First sign of healing

Was when I no longer loved

When it hurt.

Your heart is honey.

Your mind is a candy store.

Each bite I want more.

Sought peace in my bones,

Broken, splintered, shattered, whole.

You couldn’t have known.