Glitches

Descending in my own mind one thousand miles deep. A flash of your face pulls from distracted sleep.

Numbing my pain with excess and gain. Your scent passes by me. And for a moment I am sober my soul stained.

Stumbling, falling, scratching, breaking, crying.
Your tender voice; a gentle reminding.

Locked away, isolated by fear, sickness and pain. Just your blood to make me whole again.

Swerving, curving, winding. Nail pierced hands, inviting to guide me.

Revelation, conviction, repentance.. then. I hear your voice “I am coming again” .

You never give up. You never give up. You never give up on me!  Broken and bare before the The Love who sees. Still, you never give up. You never give up. You never give up on me.

• Jennifer D Sanges