Poetry-Broken

Broken. Can’t find me in the fragments I see.
Shattered, shards of emptiness lying at my feet.
There are no words, no remedy.
For what this heart feels, what it’s seen.

But I’m free, no shackles hold me down,
Fear tangled memories surround..
The fallen, but free.
Broken.

Reflection. Mirrored echos, such disgrace.
Unfamiliar me, unfamiliar place.
Once lost, you found me here..
Broken.

But I’m free, no shackles hold me down,
Fear tangled memories surround..
The fallen, but free.
Broken.

I sing to you my King, Hallelujah,
For what you’ve done.
Pierced for my sins, placed on the cross.
Death can’t hold, what God sent
To save the lost.
Broken, healed, broken, renewed.
Broken, risen with You.

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