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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