Like Water

Everything hurts.

Can't they see that I'm hurting?

I've never felt this kind of desperation before.

I don't know what to do with

all this grief and sadness

so I hold my knees to my chest and I melt into

the noise of the universe.

I pray that no one notices me.

I have nothing left.

I am killing everything around me

and I am destroying myself.

I know that I have been burdensome

I know that I have been selfish

I know that I have been toxic,

but everything hurts.

Can't they see that?

—

You've been after my heart

for weeks now and

it is your gentleness that finally

draws me to repentance.

I come home and you engulf me

in forgiveness and celebration.

You are soft, like water.

But I have regret as deep as the ocean.

I can't remember why I left in the first place—

I'm not even sure that it matters anymore.

All my excuses and explanations fall short

in the presence of your glory.

You pull me back from the brink of self-destruction;

I can't imagine belonging to anyone else like that.

Now I can't even worship without crying;

You're restoring my tenderness and childlike trust.

You're redeeming... everything.

I sit at your feet and simply receive.

Would you just be here with me?