She used to sit in her corner
Think about it all
..overthink about it all
Everytime she stood up
Never even tried to walk
She would wait for the fall
..called it even
And that's what stood between them
Between her and her peace
Between her and the King
and "how can I have faith in Him when I don't feel His faith in me?"
YOU ARE READING
She Used To
PoetryThis one's for my past.. for the fear for the pain for the dark ..and all of those who had a hand in any of it Because He used it all, and all of YOU, to mold this Queen and to show me that within me is all I need..
