Don't send me home crying
Tears in my eyes, wet face
Feeling lost on the long drive back
I would rather leave angry
With half moons dug into my palms
A plan forms to pull it all back together
I can handle rage

Sometimes I sit back and reflect on things both past and present.
I see moments that make me question everything
I look at pictures and painful memories sink in
I feel rejected and neglected, but then the sweet quiet voice speaks
The look in your eyes, the words that go unsaid, the smile that whispers
When I hear the voice that tells me to wait, that tells me to hold on
Those are the moments that matter
All of the bull that goes on in our lives is nothing in comparison
Until He says otherwise, I will wait.
I will wait and I will love you unconditionally.
You are my best friend and you always will be
I love you
Always.

Reminding me of my horrors
You make sure I'm aware
I'm no perfect person
The thought I can't bare

Emotionally detach
While I reattach myself to you
Pulling away from this tug of war
Almost will have to do

Pressure is on to decide
Whether to put love aside
Keep loving without receiving
And drowning my pride

I'll be waiting patiently where I'm at
Until you choose to get rid of me
Keep in mind what I'm offering
Alone seems just too soon to be

Chest clenching anxiety
Who are you staring at now?
While chasing after your attention
I'm crazed, searching around

All I ever want is your love
Why do I need your presents to survive
When your around I'm dying
But then your touch brings me alive

What it is you do to me
In no words could I explain
All this blood my wounds have shed
I'm the only person I can blame

Typical
Conclusion,
      after conclusion
Less is more
Depends what priority
Is or Be or Am
Apart from
A part of
What is
               this love
Struck from above
Down like a dove
From the sky He will come
     vision clouded by His glory
Return! listen letting ears to listen

What to feel
                     when you feel too much
when you can't make sense
                                               when you need a crutch

What to see
                   when you see nothing
when you want a light
                                       but you can't see anything

What to hear
                      when you hear everything
but you feel alone
                               when you hear yelling

What to want
                       when you want it all
when you need someone
                                           but you haven't the gall

My shoes are scraped and scuffed,
But I'm still walking.
My voice is pained and gruff,
Yet I'm still talking.
My fear appears so tough,
But I'm not balking.
My love had never seemed enough,
So this is shocking.
I feel so blessed.
Each wound a test.
Please hear me knocking.