Imani Waters

Poem- Surrender

I sit in my room contemplating… that maybe I was born in the wrong generation
I absorb every word from old school rhythm and blues which leaves a permanent mark on my heart like a tattoo
Ironically, everyone’s falling in love, but me
As I struggle to comprehend this fistful of tears while fighting on my knees… AGAIN
I know you said the road will never be easy… but I just have to ask, “Lord, why me?”
I know I’ve been here many times before… but my patience is growing as thin as a quark
I stare into the mirror admiring how the summer sun left a golden glow on my skin
Yet, feeling like a leaf tossed in the wind
What is considered Your temple has been used like a recycle bin
I guess this is the price for being generous and genuine?
Or is this where my healing journey begins?
I just want the best I ever had, I’m only human
So many questions that are left unanswered
I’m torn, I’m tattered
There’s nothing left to do… but to give myself to You
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