We can't save us by mere words
The reality of our brokenness is crippling
Broken conversations produce glass words to pierce an icy heart
The closer I reach is the further I feel you delve... Slowly slipping
I'm left with the shatters of what once was ... Calling through broken communications slowly mending
Piecing the broken pieces of out heart of stone together and what I found was.
Though our pieces could never be mended the same,mosaics have always been brighter
Jun 6, 2016
Jun 6, 2016 at 11:08 AM UTC
We can't save us by mere words
The reality of our brokenness is crippling
Broken conversations produce glass words to pierce an icy heart
The closer I reach is the further I feel you delve... Slowly slipping
I'm left with the shatters of what once was ... Calling through broken communications slowly mending
Piecing the broken pieces of out heart of stone together and what I found was.
Though our pieces could never be mended the same,mosaics have always been brighter
