Colombia

I hope they care when I’m vulnerable
with my 100% heart
As it gave me strength,
remembering that I have you

I’m coming out of something bad
where I took the blame.
though I was half right doing so,
I found it wasn’t all me

It’s taken two weeks to find me again
where I wasn’t immune to truth,
which appeared in unfiltered glory
making me so weak

and I often birth a desire to grow
yet struggle to fulfil it

But I said so:

I’m roots before shoots
And here underground
I sense a finish line

So there’s no timer on this,
just patience and stillness.
And now that I’m being still,
I hear you through myself.