vulnerable...
Looking for direction
but afraid to take a step.
Searching, seeking,
but with my eyes closed.
Too afraid of what's before me
to look, to hope.
Shamed, disgraced
Clothed in rags and huddled in hiding.
Wanting to be free.
Knowing where freedom comes from
but unworthy to reach out my hand.
Wearing a mask to cover the guilt.
Pretending, running
fighting to push everyone away.
Longing for understanding.
Begging to be saved.
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