Tired Heart

Tired heart of the meek, I wish you to beat.

Tired hearts are calloused, built like a palace.

Pain locks the gates, building up hate.

Let those wall’s crumble, and fill it with the humble.

Let’s start with one, until we’re warmed by the sun.


Published by reneweddream.com

Hi, I am R.D. Jess. I am a christian writer and postpartum doula. My relationship with my God is not a religion but a state of who I am. I love being there for others and find that writing the hard truth is the best way to make people feel less alone.

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