TAINTED HEART

 I come before you as I am

Not as I think you’d want me

A broken and 1000-fragmented heart

Engulfed, drowning in a sea of darkness

Could you receive such a tainted heart?

 

Kneeling before your holy presence

I present to you this wretched heart

Unworthy to stand before you

Praying for your amazing grace

To save this tainted heart of mine

 

The voices in my head screamed louder

Telling me I am not or never will be enough

The doubts ringing at every corner in my life

The questions linger in my head daily

Filling this tainted heart with darkness

 

The enemy is in hot pursuit of me

I flee but my feet are not fast enough

I fight but I lost the battle before it began

Frail, I am not strong enough to do this

They win over this tainted heart of mine

 

Completely petrified and frozen

Beat down, scarred and broken

Laying on the spattered ground

I lift my hands up and cry to you

Please help save this tainted heart

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