Monday, May 31, 2010

I cried myself to sleep, aching for your voice to finally hit my ears, or to bounce off the sides of my skull, So lost in the brokenness of a late hour and the future closing in.
They say that emptiness is where you find your way in, and if that's the case, my spirit is an open door.
I've been falling for days and I haven't hit the ground but I can see it looming just beyond my outspread fingers.
Pull me back and pull me up into your arms again.
because I can't bear the pain of impact.
Father, just carry me for a while.

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