Dear Wounds

     My heart is just a prisoner of war, fighting for what it wants and knows. It builds a wall around its self to hide from possible attacks, and yet it wants to love. it wants to forgive, it wants to rebuild and heal.. but sometimes the damage is to tough to break through. Its afraid to regrow to step out of its boundaries, scared.. yet hopeful. God came to break the chains of our hearts to break down the walls, to heal the wounds and to show us love again. God holds my heart, he empties my hands and loves me wholly, this is what is beautiful to me.