Healing Poem by Elizabeth Tyease Collins

The sense of wanting and holding,
of trying to reach for something and dreaming of the
impossible
drives a person completely insane.

My sense of passion and complex attraction drives a man wild
but my sense of mistrust and my way of self-destruction can
drive the nicest man away.

How do I keep faith when no one sees me
like I'm caged in I'm one glance and then they disappear.
How do hearts not love what other hearts seek.
why do looks contradict what other people think?
Why do the heartbroken people let the depression seep in
to lull them to sleep of the pain they've endured.

To save the heart of the weak,
to put true love in our hearts,
was to simply put love of God as our savior.
Realize though you ache His words can heal
and make you become the person that makes you feel.
So though you feel alone and feel like life would end
God will be there to take care of the trouble
at hand.