HEALED

Strife has befallen the chosen one Obsessing over wrong habits and poisonous ones Thinking that was her last , but the last continued for days Now, she is unwell , "fragile but not broken " , she says But being afraid it might get worse very soon she looks for solutions to see her well being resume She prays to God to give her a second chance She believes nevertheless, she is healed in advance She puts down rules to keep herself for straying she also cautions herself , to never stop praying For God does only look us over for scars After, he makes us feel our emptiness , to reach for the stars This is not the first niether is it the last He makes things new ,no matter the damage or rust Through his word and love to me he has revealed That by his resurrection and stripes , I am HEALED