I wonder If

I hide,
I cry.
I hold it inside.
I pray,
But the words don't seem to fly.
I wonder if maybe
I could share what I'm feeling
With those I love most.
But I also wonder.
If I share,
Will they care?

Or will they just walk away?
Disgusted?
Shamed?
Betrayed?

I hurt.
I shake,
I don't let it out,
I ache.
But nothing seems to ease this pain
I wonder if maybe
I could say what I'm thinking
To those I love the most.
But I also wonder,
If I share,
Will they care?

Or will they just walk away?
Upset?
Uneasy?
Afraid?

I know we're called to love
To bear one another's burdens.
I know to do this I have to start
By sharing my own.
But it feels so much easier
To just carry it on my own.
Should I bother them?
Concern them?
Worry them?
Risk them?
I have no real guarentee
That if I share
They will care.

And not walk away.

And so I wonder if,
Maybe I start,
Will they follow?
Or will we all just fall apart,
Seperated?
Alone?

Lord heal this broken land.
Lord heal this broken church.
Lord heal this broken heart.
So you can use me to heal your broken people.

I'm not wondering if anymore.
I'm going to step out.
Here I am.
This is me. The real me.
The question is now,
Not what am I going to do,
But what are you going to do about it?