I fight with myself in extremes-
All or nothing,
In or out,
Good or bad,
Black or white,
Darkness or light.

In a black and white world,
I can never do enough,
I will never reach the top,
I am never enough.

I have to allow myself to live in the grey-

Grey is grace.


Life is Pain

“Life is pain”
Tattooed on bare skin.
Simple words bear witness
To scars that start within.

Invisible concrete walls,
Metaphorical barbed wire.
External defenses mask
Internal agony and fire.

Scars replace wounds,
Skin eventually heals.
Slowly self remembers
How warm grace can feel.

Day by day,
Journeying in true light.
Recalling the darkness
Makes it seem ever bright.