anonymous

Where is love?
Where is the life I once knew?
Where are you God,
Did I turn my back on you?
Can you offer any hope?
Can I ever be restored
Or is it…back to the drawing board

Oh you can start all over
Make me someone new
Whatever’s left of me
After the wrong I fell into
My Achilles heel was bandaged,
And then broken in two

I can’t erase what happened,
This is more than I can bear
I’d give my fingertips
If I could only go back there
Just a year ago, it was so innocent
A day like a child’s dream
Or was that just the idealist
In me… things aren’t always as they seem.

He said morals are cultural
And God sees sin no more
- His eloquence - kept me off balance -
No sooner had I arrived
Than he showed me to the door

I cry to sleep; I sleep to cry
I played the fool in a tempter’s lie
Bridle your mercy; trust no man
The wounded soul bites the healer’s hand

I thought I healed with songs that I’d forever sing
How do I sing without the breath of life in me?
O God, I am imprisoned,
remembering when I was free.
Longing for the time when it didn’t hurt to BE.