9
27
2020
Sunday morning
Message after message
Pastor after pastor
Verse by verse
Piece by piece
I see a clearer and
Clearer direction
Without my struggles
Without the pain
Without walking alone
I could never cry these tears
Without battling my demons
Without surrendering to God
Without believing in Jesus Christ
I wouldn’t be here
Zhu wouldn’t have existed
Zhushen killed himself
A long time ago
Someone I can’t hold on to anymore
I have to
Let go
He tried to be perfect
He tried to call for help
No one listened
Pushed to the edge
His screams were silent
Suffocating
Drowning in his own pain
He lost his voice
Depression
Suicide called his name
He picked up
Only to break up to many pieces
James 1:2-4
Zhu persevered
Zhushen’s legacy
Zhu preserves
Zhupoetry
Piece by piece
This is what I carry
This is Zhupoetry
This is my broken pieces
This is who you see daily
A imperfect human being
Carrying a perfectly imperfect human being
My name is Zhu
This is my poetry
This is poetry written with
A heart engraved with Z
This is God’s love which lives in me
Zhupoetry
