Wednesday, October 26, 2016

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What haven't I said yet
What prayer haven't I prayed
How many times must you show me the way
Before I grasp it
Before I take hold
Why do I feel that my soul's growing old
While the rest of me acts like a child
Why can I not get it right
A weak willed coward that longs for a fight
Knowing I have glass jaw
I can't follow through
No matter what I do
I always choose wrong
A new verse the same song
New poem same rhyme
Same thought, different time
Why God, why can't I change?
I know I'm courting disaster
Another fist to the plaster
How long until the walls fall
And I'm left with nothing at all
For I brought everything down around me
I kicked every good thing to its knees
And when each one offered me Grace
I shot them all in the face
Knowing each death was a mistake
Made on purpose.
Why can I never sustain
Momentum out of this plane
This plateau of cliche
Where all that I pray 
Is forgiveness for things I won't change
Mercy for wrongs I won't right
Asking for day while loving the night.



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