Broken and Bruised

When words have faded and tears have dried up. You look within and all that there is, is only but an endless maze of confusion.

I thought isolating myself would be the solution

But instead I became easy prey for the enemy.

I forgot your word that says two are better than one and instead, I chose to be one.

When my own knowledge failed to tell me what I was feeling, I turned to artificial intelligence.

Asking chatgpt to explain to me how I felt. I turned to a robot created by men instead of the creator of men.

But oh a thought came.

A whisper, a reminder of who my creator is.

Help me God!! I cried out and with open arms

He lovingly embraced me and took away all my confusion and my heartache, like the amazing Father that He is.