In a video
From a dark, dark time
A time when my tears
Outnumbered my joy
Religion told me I had failed
Redemption meant
Begging on my knees
And crying into the void
I had little
Wedding presents in the closet
Patched up couches in the carport
Living in my childhood room
With two little babies
An unfaithful husband
And a broken heart
I see myself then, I see myself now
Who knew
I would overcome all that
Yet love
eludes me
Am I a fool?
Afraid, though hopeful
Still I don't know how long I can stand on the shifting sands
To see if bedrock lays underneath
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