The rain kisses the earth
A breath of cool air
Caught between two acts
And I’m just standing there
I whisper my thoughts
And the strength to proclaim escapes me
Who comforts my mind when nostalgias face hurts to look at
What purpose do I carry
When my hands can no longer create
What place do I reserve at my table when I can’t wake from my nightmare
From under the pergola I look beyond to a cloudy sky
And to a fractured self
So tired
Ashamed
So raw
Weight builds around a frame that once brought pride
Hair covers a face that never stoped smiling
Shadows dwell in a heart that used to be so open
Abba where have I gone
Creator why doesn’t the son rise up
Father what lies have built residence within my mind
God why am I lost and searching for your name
May 6, 2020
May 6, 2020 at 5:19 AM UTC
The rain kisses the earth
A breath of cool air
Caught between two acts
And I’m just standing there
I whisper my thoughts
And the strength to proclaim escapes me
Who comforts my mind when nostalgias face hurts to look at
What purpose do I carry
When my hands can no longer create
What place do I reserve at my table when I can’t wake from my nightmare
From under the pergola I look beyond to a cloudy sky
And to a fractured self
So tired
Ashamed
So raw
Weight builds around a frame that once brought pride
Hair covers a face that never stoped smiling
Shadows dwell in a heart that used to be so open
Abba where have I gone
Creator why doesn’t the son rise up
Father what lies have built residence within my mind
God why am I lost and searching for your name
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