How wrong would it be
If I joined you tonight
Turn my back on this life
Leave it all behind me?
How long would it take
For my breath to escape
And my soul separate
From the rest of me?
How low must I get?
All the tears that I’ve spent
And the prayer’s that I’ve sent
As God looks right through me.
How much pain must I feel?
Will these wounds ever heal?
Will my scars be concealed
To reveal the new me?
(I wrote this in November of 2009)
(I wrote this in November of 2009)
