Thursday, August 4, 2011

Thoughts. Truth. Freedom.

There is so much ugly in me.
My faults separate me from you.
I want you but you seem so far.
Your right here.
Why don't my emotions line up with truth?
I tell myself I'm loved.
Sometimes it's only real when you speak.
Show me your love.
I'll never truly understand.
My imperfection only makes you hold me tighter.
You desperately want to have my brokenness.
Take it.
I want to be only yours.
You are the only thing that makes me beautiful.
Without you I'm lost.
Heal my blindness with your blood.
It is finished.
Hallelujah. 

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