Monday, September 18, 2006

Psalm 94:18

I cry out (to you)
'my foot slips'
grip lost on things held near
my mind on my heart
the lines in my ears
I hear the pain feel the pain
(I think I love the pain)
feel the drain all the same hurt
but different names
calling you called my name
but falling its lost
the cost of living in the world
giving too much to people
too lost to save me
but they gave me
the drugs to numb the pain
pop culture like the rain
falls but is lost
in the game
we play
running away
fill the holes
to save our souls
it falls apart
glass breaking from a shot in the dark
my foot slips
Your Love held me up

1 comment:

Christa said...

i like this a lot, may i put it to music? i love you!