Liz Schauer

The weight on the center of my chest is enough to cause my heart to burst.

A million drops of life sent shooting in every direction they are being pulled.

The words build up, they pile on. 

Hurt after hurt,

Heartache after irrevocable mistake – 

My heart breaks.

My listening ears hold a tight reign on the words that want to come out but won’t.

They won’t work

They won’t bring change

They can’t undo whats been done.

Silence lingers,

Eyes meet – both pairs knowing the pain that the words are unable to encapsulate.

Lifting my head,

Ear turned to heaven

The silence remains,

The pressure remains,

Answers withheld. 

Sit.

Sit in this.

Breathe it in and hold it in and feel it.

Remember the feeling.

Listen and know that though the scars remain,

Healing comes in His name.