Voices of the past,
Keep getting louder as they cast
Their spell reminding you that you’re not good enough,
Nothing you’ve ever done has been good enough,
They whisper into your ears
That He doesn’t love you even after all these years,
He’s seen you at your worst,
Surely, he’d have every right to hate you the most.
Silence!
Voices of the past,
For tonight you no longer shall last,
He loves you in spite of you,
He sent His son to die just for you.
-m.e. 2020
Dainty M. 