A Piece of Me

Emmeline (our oldest) had tech and show week last week and, since I’m on the board of the theatre company, I was quite busy in addition to her busyness. The show was a series of one-act plays on the theme of personal mental/emotional struggles and were written by company members. Emmeline had the lead role in one, or rather the only role in one, that had her onstage for essentially a 10-minute, one-person show. She was great! It’s been a struggle to publish my normal paragraph, poem, and prayer lately because in addition to my busy life things I have been working on longer-form writing which makes picking single paragraphs difficult. I’m hopeful life will cooperate a little better for the next few weeks. We’ll see.

Too
I've been too tired to walk
Too tired to stand
Too tired to even reach out my hand
I've been too tired to think
Too hurt to feel
Too brokenhearted to heal
And I know that if I'd pray
Maybe talk to a friend
I'd probably feel okay
But
I've been too sad to text
Too afraid to call
Too overwhelmed to do anything at all
I've been too tired to look
Too hurt to see
The hands reaching out for me
And I know that if I'd pray
Maybe talk to a therapist
I might get better someday
But 
I'm too wounded to go
I've been cut to the bone
And I’m probably better off on my own
I’ve been too tired to write
Too lonely to cry
Too down to even look at the sky

Gracious God and Father, who holds us when we are too much and sustains us when we are too little, give us grace at this hour and ever more. Amen.