12-2-09

Dec 02, 2009 21:35

I am a terrible thing. What a terrible thing I've become.
Terrible for the way you occupy my mind.
Terrible for the long nights that tempt me.
Terrible for the way I made you feel.
Terrible for being a terrible thing who is each day trying not to be a terrible thing.
Terrible for having to try so hard.
Terrible for getting discouraged.
Terrible for wanting your love.
Terrible for wanting to be the one to give you love.
Terrible for most the time wanting nothing more than that.
Terrible for wanting to be the one to give you special things.
Terrible for letting the jealousy destroy me.
Terrible for making most things about me.
What a wretched, terrible thing I am.
Lord, in my broken spirit, please make me less terrible.
And by less terrible, I mean, someone who can be loved again
because I am terrible and that seems to be the most obvious reason.

wisdom, relationships, self esteem

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