Day Thirty..#A Girl Named World

I published this poem exactly 2 years ago today. It is as relevant now as it was then..
I need to start writing again.. I don’t know why it became so lost to me but I don’t like it 😦
I hope you enjoy it..

Confessions of an Apple Junkie

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder

But lo and behold her eyes are blind to true beauty

Distorted perceptions and falsely misplaced affections

Have created a monster

She trusts in things that are seen

Deceiving because her mind only sees what she wants

She trusts everyone instead of putting her trust in The One

And impatience is her virtue as her fruits blossom before they

have a chance to bud

She trains her body to love physical pleasure

Pleading guilty to her senses

But remaining oblivious to the prison her existence has become

Facing endless disappointment

She’s traded her purity for passion

And her conscience she leaves scarred

Lost

As she steps outside of the comfort of her Father

Her soul sold out

Slipping away from herself

Opening up wounds that only He can heal

If she only knew…

© 2010

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~ by originalapplejunkie on January 30, 2014.