When I reach for Your hand
And You hold me away from me,
From hurting me.
You are all the hope I breathe.
I keep on falling into me
And holding You to the words You never said
Well all I have is my arms’ self-embrace.
I could tally the days I’ve spent taking this life for granted
And the numbers would far outshine the ones I spent being thankful.
I am not as hurt as I feel.
When perception is flawed.
Your emotions become your god.
Please be mine.
