oops- did my brokenness splash onto you

Oops!

It was an accident.

Did my brokenness spill on to you?

Here let me wipe my tears from your shirt, I truly did not mean to.

Oops, did my brokenness splash onto you?

I tried to hold it in.

I do not wish discomfort upon you.

I tried to behave, smile and wave.

Did my sadness spill over to you?

You could sense it. 

"She's upset. Something is really very wrong."

But I dare not sing to you my sad sobby song.

Oops, did my brokenness splash onto you?

You looked so happy you enjoyed the family celebration.

I sure do wish this pain would just fly away and take a vacation!

Did my hurt splash onto you?

Did my brokenness kill your vibe?

I try so hard day in and day out.

I cry, I lament, I praise, stomp and shout. 

It comes on without warning. 

A harsh word, an awkward glance, this fatigue is all over my face I know it to be true.

But my friend, I promise, I promise, I did not intend for this yuck to splash onto you.

I'll grab a towel. I'll grab the vacuum; I'll call for a clean up crew. 

But kindly you remind me "He is King, don't stay feeling defeated, the Cross is enough for you."

Finally! Some one gets it. 

I don't need a meal or piece of apple pie.

I need someone with me I don't need another awkward "why oh why?"

Did my sad visage splash onto you?

I truly did not mean to change the atmosphere. 

As you can see, I don't walk around in black or neglect my hair or face.

But truly this pain, does hang around my neck, like a sign of disgrace.

I love big, I hurt big, I often pray big too.

This brokenness is not too much for Jesus He died for this awkward life too. 

Thank you for listening; Thank you for choosing to stay.

Hold on my friend, one day it will be my turn to wipe your tears away.