whole again

beautiful?
compassionate?
loyal?

can you tell the truth from a lie

why must you make excuses
why must you set the stage
why must you play the game

i was consistent
i was honest
i was upfront

i played no games
i asked for the same

it seemed so surreal, unexplained
excitement, joy, encouragement

but you set the stage for failure
you stopped it before it began

you played for keeps

you took a piece of me, you could have had the whole.
you took a chunk of me, the wounds you made were deep.

i ask myself this question
was it worth the pain, the suffering, the sorrow.

He said it was, He said He was molding me, He said He'd make me whole.
He is beautiful beyond words.
His compassion never ends
He defines loyalty.