Parachute Poem by Alyssa Lynn

Parachute



I’m nineteen and I still have no idea what love is, I know love is in his arms for he accepts me when I’m nothing more but broken fragments of someone who was once a woman. I find myself searching for the God I’m praying so desperately to hear from….praying so desperately to change me into a person who can accept love…starting with his. I’ve spent more too many years thinking man after man could fill up the void that’s been in my heart….heal this growing hole. I numb myself from the feeling; to be honest I’ve been doing that for as long as I can remember… I have to believe that even my heart can be transformed; I have to believe that even I will have love one day. I have to keep moving, keep fighting, and keep trying. Ain’t no waste of time to breathe, ain’t no waste of time giving your heart away to the man who put the air in your lungs. I pray to let go of these doors I’ve kept locked, I pray for the love I can’t seem to let myself grasp, the love of you. When will I find my home, when will I find where my heart has been best all along? Show me how, lead me, cuz I have to believe that you didn’t put me here with the desire to have me deny your love……but instead grasp it head on recklessly and jump in trusting and praying you’ll still be there to catch me.