Monday, 16 March 2009

I am free, so free, yet I still slightly fear.

I am free, so free, yet I still slightly fear.

I can walk this land and yet I don’t see you.

All is so clear and shameless out there,

But here with you it is stained and bitter

Filled with your fear and filled with your want

You don’t see me but you think you do

I know so, you look away with self reassurance

It’s not me you see, you see a face

The one you used to know

How can I be here when I’m not?

I am up there in the stars with the love

And the care of His Hand

This place betrays me

It leaves me dying

I die so badly, I cry free my chains

My chains crash and crash and crash on the floor

And there I float shining pure

I’m free again with my enormously quiet heart

So open to your scathing tongue

I’m free, I’m free, I’m free, yet I

Slightly, ever so slightly fear

How can I go on?

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