I went through the motions
thinking the actions would take back
all the sorrow I have been born into.
Now I find I am setting myself up for failure
before I even attempt to try,
A heart ruptured in mind. Bones
still stand, but a pain from the core
The truth is before me
and eyes hold me back
when seeking out perspective.
A fear that cannot
be grasped when facing
the imprisonment of what
we choose to believe,
And he dreams of my salvation--
Coming up to the altar and breaking
open my ribs to give my heart to the Lord.
I thought it sounded great
when I was younger.