Tears from the Heart

I just want to crawl into bed and cry ........and cry, will someone find something in me that's worth everything to them...


I chose this picture because this is what I feel like, that my house is a disaster, that no one will want to enter, no one will want to find out who lives here. That I've messed up one too many times, that there is nothing inside of me that is worth value.
While I lay in bed I ask myself ....is there anything thats worth everything to someone else, am I worth the keep, am I treasure to them. I know that I have so much to offer, but no time is allowed from me to show it......no encouragement, no commitment, just empty words sometimes, empty promises.....
Maybe that's how my house became such a mess, because I began to not care, if everything is so empty, and maybe I began to just allow the junk from others to clutter on the floor and make its way into my home.

Right now, I am on my knees begging that he will find something in me, like he says he does, like the way he looks at me and tells me he is sure. But sometimes its like banging my head up against a rock!