My Dream

My dream is shattered pieces of broken mirror never glued in the first place
The sharp pieces taunt me as I look into them
I scream to release the guilt, begging for mercy,
prostrate next to my bed on navy carpet:
Lost in an emotion sea that crashes against me
Broken promises staring me in my face as I see the Faceless Man.?
"I really do care, my friend. I really do!"

Forgetting things I planned last year. I can start over?
Mercy given. Mercy taken, cherished;
I am your child, no other’s.
Grace sustains me, builds me as I hide away
Promising again to be significant in their lives.
Teach me the words to whisper to them.
Tell me the times to listen.
Surround me in assurance not in me
But in you.