Everything I really wish for seems,
All my unspoken dreams,
So out of reach.
My attitude so self absorbed
Grace hardest to achieve.
Sleepless, I sit awake at night.
Machining words in space.
Confession costs
If I confess, then I must change
And what if I cannot?
Sometimes I hate the ones I love
And tottering on the brink
Of violence.
Slash with words irretrievable
Once they are spoken.
O Great God my Father!
In love you promised me
Forgiveness.
Redeem, Please make me yours again.
And set me free.



