Fragile

 
Fragile in feeling I am weak
Wisdom is bringing me low
assailing my strength
such a bitter brew

I cannot stand against Him
shivering in my vulnerability
with reminders of my mortality

A chalice of humility
drinking from his loving cup
I implore why
given no answers
I go forward

Picking up the pieces I have left
fractured hope glares at me
suffocating my fancy

I choke on my own tears
they scald my face
leaving scars all too apparent