Friday, July 25, 2008

Done.

Look around. What do you see?
Dreams hidden out of fear?
Reckless trust?
Cracks and scars? Love isn't perfect, you know.
Look away.
Insecurities. Doubt. Greed. Confusion. Lust. Hurt. Anger. Sin
It is beating...but for what?
Look Deeper.
Holes. Dark holes.
Ukraine. Longing. The future. Failed relationships. Death.
Hands in the air, face to the floor.
Take this beautiful, broken mess. I don't want it anymore.
May it belong to you...alone.
Finally.

0 comments: