In the Midst ( I'm coming through)

In the Midst ( I'm coming through)

A portion of
Constant dark skies.
An image of
Rainy days
Loved unconditionally.
My wing is trying to mend, from all
the pain and agony
love continues to follow in my trail
AND
I wreak of something, that draw others close to me
when I really, want to
be
in my shell.
Their testimonies.
Give me hope.
Because
Iron sharpens Iron
Love is on my trail
and it won't leave me a-lone
So I am only allowed to see a glimpse
of A portion of constant dark skies.
An image of rainy days.
I feel weak and shattered,
broken, yet restored
Challenged, yet blessed
Through
It all, his love
continues to live in my spirit.
I was reminded, that your love is in me.