You begged to be within my debt –
To call before I could regret.
I don’t want you to stress or fret –
I just can’t make that promise yet.
You wish, in you, I would confide,
And yet, from you, this truth I hide:
To let the need within me guide,
Would be to open my veins wide.
There’s not yet need for true alarm;
I’ve not surrendered to self-harm.
Your words have yet to lose their charm;
They’ve found a way to still my arm.
I know one day I’ll be okay –
This pain will surely fade away.
I’ve heard all that you’ve had to say,
And hope to find your peace some day.
I know it’s hard to understand,
But I just need to hold your hand.
With you, I hope to make my stand,
For this is not the life I planned.
To reach deep down and share my song,
To take a chance and just belong,
To stop pretending I’m so strong,
Is what I’ve wanted all along.
But hopes and fears for throne do vie –
Until one or the other dies,
I must remain caught in this lie,
And wipe away these tears I cry.
2 When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze.3 For I am the Lord your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior. – Isaiah 43:2-3
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