I need You to come around me and pick up the pieces.
My heart is being held together by the silly string strength of false words and hope, untrue love. I'm shattered, broken. Scattered fragnments. I'm like a vase, with cracks lacing every visible part. Elmer's glue dripping down the side; a failed attempt to fix. So imperfect. So weak.
Finding things about myself that I almost wish I didn't know. And rejecting other things I know to be true.
Doubting things I thought were wonderful before. Hating. Doing the opposite of what I believe.
Please fill me up with your healing water, power, hope. Love. Take the cynicism. Smooth the blemishes, make me shine for You. I am mottled now, make me white as snow, as only You can.
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