Jan 14, 2005 09:31
Surrounded by my own filth
Feeling the breath of death creeping near me
Gasping for one more breath
Holding on to the vine by a leaf
Can’t see with out my heart
Am I the one who is cold?
Or is it the world behind me?
I only see what I can
But in Love I find my hope
Not in my own love
For it is wicked and deceitful
Love is my strength
I feel the brokenness of my heart
But I am one in millions
Who am I?
That Love would search the lands for me
Through faith I am righteous
In Love’s eyes I am innocent
Love takes the condemnation meant for me
My wrong doings bathed Loves innocence
I know my wrongs
I see my faults
I live my failures
I know I am loved