rumination.

[iamelastic]

Oh no-here it comes. here it comes again. Today i walked back from dinner alone. the comments hidden behind hair while i was talking were too much for me to handle. what am i doing here?

i'm thinking about recent conversations. the oh-no here it comes again has been intruding my trust too often in these passing days. my imagination is really getting the best of me. the audio/visual is destroying me.
so much disappointment. so many off hand conversations. so many side-tracked. so many "i'm here-you're there-we're not really here" doubts.

[I am strong in His hands
I am beyond me
On my own i'm human
And i do faults

I do confess
I feel you trickling
Down my shoulders
From above

I turn myself in
I give myself up
Volunteer
You own me i'm Yours

You have to trust it
I'm eternally Yours
All that i gave them
I gave to You

So needy of comfort
But too raw to be embraced
Undo this privacy
And put me in my place

A generous palmstroke
the hugest of hugs
Undo this privacy
Embrace

Embrace me
Embrace me
Embrace me
Eeeeeemmm

I am strong in His hands
I am above
Way beyond me
I ... con...

She's strong in His hands
She is beyond her
On her own she is human
And she does faults]