the trees dance and the winds whisper my name
to walk on the lies you could no longer tame.
keep running from whom I once held dear
gasping from the suffocation of my fear.
how I long to strip off my skin
the world's spinning, obscuring his sin.
screaming and my face full of tears
but it falls on deaf ears.
fall to my knees and cry out to the skies
seeking rest in the eyes of The One so wise
and he said: "I'll take upon myself what is broken and shameful,
to give you life and make you beautiful."
Jun 29, 2013
Jun 29, 2013 at 11:49 PM UTC
the trees dance and the winds whisper my name
to walk on the lies you could no longer tame.
keep running from whom I once held dear
gasping from the suffocation of my fear.
how I long to strip off my skin
the world's spinning, obscuring his sin.
screaming and my face full of tears
but it falls on deaf ears.
fall to my knees and cry out to the skies
seeking rest in the eyes of The One so wise
and he said: "I'll take upon myself what is broken and shameful,
to give you life and make you beautiful."
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