such a beautiful mess

through the beauty and the pain

all those days when the rain

wouldn’t stop clouding your brain

one truth remains


when life seems to be at an end

and darkness your only friend

come and take my hand

I’ve been where you’ve been


and through it all…


there is beauty inside

a hope that doesn’t hide

whispering through the clouds and rain

a touch to ease the pain


and all that we are

through those deep fought scars 

brings strength through each day

in this beautiful mess we’ve made


I wouldn’t change a thing

I am here

and I remain


in this beautiful mess we’ve made.


09/15/25

clc


“The Lord your God is with you, the Mighty Warrior who saves. He will take great delight in you; in his love he will no longer rebuke you, but will rejoice over you with singing.””

Zephaniah‬ ‭3‬:‭17‬ ‭NIV‬‬


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