I have been thrown about in broken sunshine.
I have been afraid for so long.
I have fallen so far backwards into empty deserts of nowhere.
I ache with what I have left.
All the rest is gone.
Leaving only what I’ve buried down deep, deep, deep.
Like water glasses on wooden tables,
These things make rings that choke whatever beautiful somethings are still inside me.
I have been so heavy.
Dragging sorrows in my wake,
Banging them down ever deeper
Into the hollow heartbeat that is me.
It seems I am not solid anymore.
All this searching has me fading away.
What have I been waiting for all this time?
Waiting and waiting for the daylight to reach me and light my heart on fire;
Waiting for newer waves to seep straight through to my pile of heavy things;
Waiting to wake up.
I want to remember me.
I am trying to let my songs bring me back.
I am trying to listen.
Here I am.
Place my heart in the street and let it face the sun.
I reach out to the air just to try and touch something in flight.
These days I walk home in the middle of the street just so I can feel braver.
These days I only remember my weariness.
Teach me some freedom to dig out whatever parts of me that are still breathing.
Bring me back from the ledge I have fallen over.
Take me to where my wounds can heal.
I am bleeding out but only getting heavier.
Let me float like a child’s paper airplane.
Make me as light as its wings.
Write me out for everyone to see,
And wipe me clean.
Maybe then I will hear what truth has to say,
And it will tell me more stories that I have missed.
I swear I just need to see the daylight.
I just need to really see it.
"And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away." Revalation 21:4
I have been afraid for so long.
I have fallen so far backwards into empty deserts of nowhere.
I ache with what I have left.
All the rest is gone.
Leaving only what I’ve buried down deep, deep, deep.
Like water glasses on wooden tables,
These things make rings that choke whatever beautiful somethings are still inside me.
I have been so heavy.
Dragging sorrows in my wake,
Banging them down ever deeper
Into the hollow heartbeat that is me.
It seems I am not solid anymore.
All this searching has me fading away.
What have I been waiting for all this time?
Waiting and waiting for the daylight to reach me and light my heart on fire;
Waiting for newer waves to seep straight through to my pile of heavy things;
Waiting to wake up.
I want to remember me.
I am trying to let my songs bring me back.
I am trying to listen.
Here I am.
Place my heart in the street and let it face the sun.
I reach out to the air just to try and touch something in flight.
These days I walk home in the middle of the street just so I can feel braver.
These days I only remember my weariness.
Teach me some freedom to dig out whatever parts of me that are still breathing.
Bring me back from the ledge I have fallen over.
Take me to where my wounds can heal.
I am bleeding out but only getting heavier.
Let me float like a child’s paper airplane.
Make me as light as its wings.
Write me out for everyone to see,
And wipe me clean.
Maybe then I will hear what truth has to say,
And it will tell me more stories that I have missed.
I swear I just need to see the daylight.
I just need to really see it.
"And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away." Revalation 21:4
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