Hear I am again,
imperfect and flawed,
made crippled and lame,
by the things I adored.
I'm feeling the heat
its not been a breeze
and i have to admit
life's got me on my knees
I look left and right
turn from side to side
there's no one in sight
none to confide
and i wish i could say
i came to you first
began to pray
chosen you erst
But I gave in to pride,
thought I could get on alone.
but I wept and cried
can't do it on my own.
Hear I am again,
imperfect and flawed,
made crippled and lame,
by the things I adored
Friday, 27 March 2009
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We all need to be brought to our knees from time to time! That's where we learn His grace.
ReplyDeleteI love the way you write with such emotions deep into your words..keep it up bruv!
ReplyDeleteWow...
ReplyDeletePride is a gunner! I love this!
made crippled and lame by the things i adored
ReplyDeletehow true
that we seek that and in most situations find that which ends up hurting us
have a blessed weekend
I liked it..Nice!
ReplyDeleteI like:)
ReplyDeletewell...on your kness is not a bad place to be....it's a step in the right direction.
ReplyDeletejust realised its been a while since i left a comment(most times the poems are so awesome i don't want to ruin the feeling they give me with a not equally good enough comment)
ReplyDelete...so, Hi Feather!