Oh Lord, could I be more sick of me?
Every little message
heart beating heart
as I'm waiting to see?
It's like everything here
is just blinding
gouging out my mind's eye
while my heart longs
and longs for something more.
I need,
my soul
my being
every last part
every corner of my soul
screams for you
in the midst of this storm,
I stand here
being torn at
and feeling my skin ripped
as I cry your name
not knowing
not feeling
not caring
about what may come.
Without You
I am without
and I can't even feel,
my heart skips beats
and always falter,
it's only You
that redeems
that saves
that loves
and everything
that everything I am
can only be found
and resounds in You
and You alone
my Love.
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