Beautiful Disaster

Beautiful Disaster


I never knew someone

Could be so wrong

Or just oblivious

To what is wrong


What I stood so firmly on

Is long gone

My heart torn in two

Split at the crease



I’m a mess

Just stamp “F” on my faith

On this test,

Why this Grace?

When turning away is what I do best

Please, take me

And teach me

So I can be a mess

And be your beautiful disaster.


It’s hard to think about

Anything I feel

Matter of fact

Anything, that is real


With You it’s easier

To focus on the positive

You’re my hope,

Hope for this pessimist




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