Don’t know where she belongs.
A displacement with no ending.
Is home where you hang your hat? Where you rest your head?
Or is it of the heart? Where does the heart want to be?
Far. Far away from brokenness and unwilling sub servants of a greater power.
Losing faith, is there a brighter day? A day when trouble seem to slip away?
Does she find it at the bottom of a bottle or a bowl?
Is it somewhere else entirely?
Does she need church? A place that was always flooded with judgmenta