The Possibility of Freedom

by Mary Buras
(Lakewood Wa)

Her arms remember razorblades,
Fifty scars that speak of self-inflicted wounds. She is full of contrast:
More alive and closer to death,
Than anyone I've ever known.
Take a broken girl,
Treat her like a princess,
Give her the best seats in the house.
Tell her something true,
When all she's known are lies.
Tell her that God loves her.
Tell her about forgiveness,
The possibility of freedom ...
Tell her she was made to dance in white dresses.


Transform your life