Addictions leaves emptiness etched on the countence,
Every pulsing heartbeat resonates the frustration that lurks within the chambers of the soul.
Such misery!
The mystery for the curation of this,
Knocking at the hearts door,
In patient anticipation of its turning hinges,
Desirous of stretched out arms calling for his embrace.
Do you want me is all he asks;
do I really know what I want asked me of myself,
Try me out he says... the decision quite difficult, but eventually made.
Did I give a Yes or a No, my mind's blurry.
Twas a No, I had refused his advances,
Walked on with life, the satisfaction I sought forthcoming,
Forthcoming, I said? Twas false for there comes with it drained peace, Joy, righteousness... the satisfaction, not a reflection of truths reality.
My decision seem to have enlarged the gulf of uncertainty and void resident within.
My bathroom mirror if could speak, will say,
He stares at himself every time he stands before me;
His gaze blank, distracted in his head can see that from his eyes;
His hair ruffled, he seems traumatized.
I am GRIPPED and hewn down in my soul.
My thoughts, tales of endless battles,
Good and bad seeks to colonize; my soul, the colony.
Will there ever be another opportunity, will there be a new chance?
Lo, the golden thread of sacrifice comes alive like the light bulb,
An echo is heard in my heart,
My beating heart recognises His loving call,
He is at my hearts door again.
No thinking twice, I accept you as my Lord and saviour,
Come into my heart, and make me new dear Jesus,
Wheew, burden's been lifted; lighter than a hairs strand, I am.
Whiter than snow, though my past may have been as red as crimson.
I AM REDEFINED...
Every pulsing heartbeat resonates the frustration that lurks within the chambers of the soul.
Such misery!
The mystery for the curation of this,
Knocking at the hearts door,
In patient anticipation of its turning hinges,
Desirous of stretched out arms calling for his embrace.
Do you want me is all he asks;
do I really know what I want asked me of myself,
Try me out he says... the decision quite difficult, but eventually made.
Did I give a Yes or a No, my mind's blurry.
Twas a No, I had refused his advances,
Walked on with life, the satisfaction I sought forthcoming,
Forthcoming, I said? Twas false for there comes with it drained peace, Joy, righteousness... the satisfaction, not a reflection of truths reality.
My decision seem to have enlarged the gulf of uncertainty and void resident within.
My bathroom mirror if could speak, will say,
He stares at himself every time he stands before me;
His gaze blank, distracted in his head can see that from his eyes;
His hair ruffled, he seems traumatized.
I am GRIPPED and hewn down in my soul.
My thoughts, tales of endless battles,
Good and bad seeks to colonize; my soul, the colony.
Will there ever be another opportunity, will there be a new chance?
Lo, the golden thread of sacrifice comes alive like the light bulb,
An echo is heard in my heart,
My beating heart recognises His loving call,
He is at my hearts door again.
No thinking twice, I accept you as my Lord and saviour,
Come into my heart, and make me new dear Jesus,
Wheew, burden's been lifted; lighter than a hairs strand, I am.
Whiter than snow, though my past may have been as red as crimson.
I AM REDEFINED...
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