Damaged Goods

He came from my soul...

Damaged Goods-

You came from my body,
you did not know that
my heart was broken.

So much work to be done,
to understand my life.
How can I handle yours
when mine is undone?

I want to protect your life
take a light and let you glow
In God's love... You must know.

Because you are so much more
than damaged goods.
You are a part of my soul
broken or not.
I love you.
I want you whole!

This poem was written for my bipolar son Jackson.
2007