The Bus Stop-"I didn't see it coming"

Spoken Word- By An Anonymous Writer

Waiting at the bus stop with no one on the sidewalk, looking to the left with only the fog in the wind, total silence, trying to find a way out, out of sight, out of reach, "Can someone save me?” Can someone find me?”. The voice within cries out, “Is life always this way? Alone?” The only voice I can hear is mine, I tried calling out, I feel stuck in a dark place of loneliness, looking at my hands only to see that it's empty, " I didn't see it coming" I thought that everything lasts forever, as far as my eyes can see there's no one there, the place of nothing...just waiting for the moment, of comfort, a shoulder to lean on. This can't be the end, it can't be the last stop. When will the waiting period be over, all I'm searching for is to be understood, the past had stripped me of the previous joy I knew, the battles made me weary, and I just can't anymore. Suddenly when I thought it was finally over, I saw 'You'

I didn't see it coming when I thought it was the beginning of the end, you came to end my beginning, but how can it ever be a lie? Your charm, your humor, you seem to be looking for the same, we connect, we laugh, it feels so right, maybe if I try a little harder you would stay, you would fix me. As you walk away I follow you into the unknown, not knowing I'm allowing you to do more damage, I can not fix the damage, I'm damaged already. Yet,why do I still follow you? Looking back at the bus stop, I should have stayed right there, now I am damaged beyond words, "I didn't see it coming" thinking you would have repaired my brokenness.

Broken can not fix broken, it's a disaster, it just exploded in my hands, why did this happen again? Like a child looking to find the missing pieces, I just can't put it back together, "I didn't see it coming". I know the longer I hold on to this rope of thorn it's damaging my hands, I know I have to let go, but I'm trying to fix the damage? I don't want to face loneliness again, can I take the damage with me? What if I try harder? Soon I'll have no more strength left... let go or hold on?

"When will the waiting period be over, all I'm searching for is to be understood, the past had stripped me of the previous joy I knew, the battles made me weary"

These thoughts are in my head... Looking at the fog at the bus stop felt more peaceful, how can this damage feel deeper than the space in my heart?.. It's time to let go, the sun will shine again, standing at the bus stop felt better than the thorns on the rope.

My heart searched though my hands were damaged, I see the blood but felt no pain, am I numb? Will I ever find love? Holding on feels worst than being alone. Should I let go? “I didn’t see it coming”.

I closed my eyes and released, not knowing that better was waiting, as I returned right back to where it all started at the bus stop my heart felt cold, lost, and alone. Again, looking up I saw a bright light that looked like sunlight, could this be the light in my darkness? You came without me crying out... I guess you sensed the pain in my heart, you grabbed me, you held my hands... your love felt like nothing I have ever experienced...you healed my brokenness, you showed me things I never saw, you hugged me, you told me to trust you... you told me my life had a purpose.. your voice comforted me. Who are you? My father? My Savior? You were waiting with me all along? But I didn’t see you, how did I miss you? You showed me that my pieces aren’t lost. You found me at my lowest point; “I didn’t see it coming”. The bus came, and finally I found purpose, finally I can start over, finally I can understand that all I was missing was your light, your comfort, your love Jesus. “I didn’t see it coming” But most of all thank you for coming!

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