My fear
Is bigger than
God’s love for me
“I want to run away.”
I will never again say
“I am free.”
Or
“I can stay here and be okay.”
I believe
Vulnerability is terrifying.
I no longer think
I am lovable.
I will never be good enough.
It is not true that
I am strong.
I am damaged goods.
Nobody believes
There is joy available for me.
Sorrow is my only option.
I used to think
I am strong enough to let down my guard.
I now know that
“I am broken.”
I will no longer say
“I can be whole.”
Now read each line from the bottom to the top.
The Read-e-ologist 
Awesome
Great poem, Julie! I recently learned about this type of poem. So cool! I can’t wrap my head around how to write one.
Thank you! I’m not going to lie; I struggled with the format. It took me about a week to play around with the words to make it work. It was worth the challenge.
Pure Genius!❤️💞