With claws, an iron grip around my soul,
The demons of my fears and sins giggle
As they drag me to towards the pit of darkness.
I long to struggle, yet I know I deserve
To be lost forever, trapped and chained down
Against a stone cold slab in fiery dampness;
That is my well deserving fate and I resign.
In my grave, new home of my heart, one
Tear of hopelessness and pain down my face
And then I let go because it is finished.
Except it’s not, for there, in blazing glory
With eyes so overwhelmingly kind, hands out
To pull me from the mire I’ve been tossed into.
“You are mine.” With finality, no room to argue
And from darkness I’m drawn into pure light,
Glorious light so cleansing and redeeming
Chains broken by his strong hands, joyfully
Twirling me around, laughter of sweet delight.
Redeeming love so undeserved and new life
Changing me into the most beautiful child.
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