My heart is aching
from the past.
Life has been buried deep,
deep within my soul.
A longing lays in wait,
a longing for love, joy, acceptance,
and a sense of belonging.
These seem like such simple things,
but living without,
can hurt after a time.
Maybe if I were a more callous person-
maybe if I was more skeptical or uncaring-
these things wouldn't matter.
I know there is some special purpose,
for being who I am and the way that I am, but God?
I can't see it!
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