I am the daughter of God

There’s a lot of hatred in my heart.
My heart is chained up and locked from unwanted love.
Not letting anyone come near it.
I refuse to unlock my broken heart.
I can love everyone, but I cannot Love myself.
 I’m hard on myself hence I am unworthy to be loved by anyone.
But he was there with me through my darkest times.
He was there when I was a young girl, full off dreams and wishes.
The same God who was there through the decisions and mistakes I’ve done.
Overwhelming connections and communications from heaven to his people.
Prayers after prayers, moved my soul like a wave flowing through my body,
“My precious daughter I’ve forgiven your past, it’s time for you to let it go, move on.”
Forgive for I have done so to you.
Your soul is free.
Twists and turns…. This is your son?
Yes, his name is Ernest.
Oh, darling he is a blessing from God… Tears streaming down my face whilst holding him in my arms.
You see right through me. I thought I am not your daughter.

Gwen.P