B.C.
Jesus
I have a question to ask you
If you can wash me with your blood, can you drown me with it too?
My vision is narrowed, my future is sore
If you let me leave, I will ask for no more...
A.C.
Lord
I can't do this, but you can
I cannot see your great and wondrous plan
I don't understand this, but you do
Hold me Lord, help me to pull through
I am weak but you are strong
You love me and I was wrong.
I feel like I'm undeserving of your love and sacrifice
This is true,
but in you,
I see that your love will still suffice.
I did not deserve your love, when you lay upon that cross
Yet it remains forever there; even though we may feel at loss.
So here I am, broken and done
Hear my prayer, to you I run.
Take my emptiness and take my sin
Make me yours and help me win
This battle I am fighting now
Help me please, and show me how
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Poetic Insanity
PoesíaThe product of a slam poetry assignment at school concerning an abstract idea that isn't abstract at all, now continued through late night bursts of my dark insides. A work in progress as I become a better writer; feedback appreciated.
