Christ beside me, Father guide me, Spirit hide me.

Thursday, November 10, 2005

Raw

I am bleeding
Open wounds blown through my soul
Ragged edges roughly torn
Away

And I am raw

Worn and sagging
I paint these pictures in words
But nothing can quite come close
Enough

And I am raw

I don't want to be someone else
Been tired of pretending
Forever
I don't want to be someone else
Been fighting to be real
Forever

It is stinging
This brokenness of being
And endlessly becoming
My self

And I am raw

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