Facing pain

I laughed ’til I cried, cried, and cried with no one to hold me and calm me.
My anger burned a hole in my soul. My sadness, the sound of my tears.
My sobs rendered me helpless as I burrowed down to that deep place inside of me where raw emotions hide.
I cried for the hurt, the pain, and the fear, and a childhood lost.
I cried for dignity undone and innocence long forgotten.
I cried for the questioning silences and the doubt filled eyes.
I cried because I felt so forsaken; the loneliness nesting deep in my heart.
I cried so loud yet I was not heard.
The kind of crying that makes others uncomfortable because the pain is all too obvious.
Yet crying seemed a woefully inadequate way to voice such powerful emotions.
With only bloodshot eyes and a tear stained face to show that moments before my body racked with tremors, I FACED THE WORLD AGAIN.
“It is okay to have fear- we are all human; it happens- but in facing your fears, you can really open up to things you never thought possible. Katherine Mac Namara.
“Therefore, strengthen your feeble arms and weak knees”. Hebrews 12:12