Reliving

Memories following translucent thoughts
that make their own path
to where my heart
is conveniently located on my sleeve.

Reality isn't quite what I thought it would be
but life is so much more beautiful
than I could have hoped to have seen.

Broken words,
shattered promises
occupy these twisted lanes
that lead me to life
and the light
at the foot of Your cross.

There is life returning
to these broken limbs
and shattered bones,
I am beginning to feel alive
as I wait and pray.

I want to feel this hope
and refuse to be victimized
by my senselessness
and hopeless disregard.

Hope.
Beautiful hope.
You are still alive.