I don't ask for safety
From the storm
Let it beat me down
Till I'm lost and forlorn
Leave me in the dark
Without a guide
Strip me of everything
Including my pride
I don't need protection
From the hurt
It's expected here
Down in the dirt
Let the blade of this knife
Sink into my heart
It's cracked already
Rend it apart
I don't ask for answers
To shed some light
On why I cried myself
To sleep last night
But please dear God
In my distress
Make something beautiful
Out of this mess.
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