Stone and Ice

I've broken bones, I've seen people die before, and I know how it feels to be hurt. I also know how it feels to have the tender part of you, your heart, break. Mine has several times, each one more painful than the one before it. But you know what, everytime it happens, the wound heals stronger than the original. Sadly, before 2011, the healed parts were made of ice and stone.... sure they were strong, but they were also extremely fragile.
Somthing, anything, would hurt me, and when it did... a hard shield formed around my heart, allowing nothing to pass through. I began to hurt those I loved in attempt to protect myself..... The breaks got worse and worse. For a short time I lost my sister... throwing spiteful remarks at her whenever she was near...The new friends I accumulated revolved around gossip and rumers... I felt like my dad was losing faith in me as I made the steep decline of emotional health.............................................................................................................................................................Then I found Faith. She helped me see what others could not. She restored and repaired my heart. I can stand up tall now without an ice cane that was just waiting to buckle underneith me. She led me to the Lord, my savior and my guide.

I am now almost out of recovery; I can walk with hardly a limp at all. My voice is full of strength, and I'm free.