My memories are ones of pain
Oh, how long they last
The constant wound of my thoughts
Of carefully hidden past
A past of woe, of well-earned guilt
A past of long regret
A past I've tried to bury deep
I wish I could forget
The things I've done, they damn me so
Condemning me to hell
Devils come to bring me home
They know me all-too-well
I've trudged this road so many times
I walk it, eyes closed tight
I know the way by feel alone
I've no need for sight
My boots are worn, as is my soul
I've come a long, long way
But circles come in every size
It seems I'm doomed to stay
Why, oh, God? What have I done?
The reasons flee my grasp
Hear the beat, my weary heart
My lungs give one last gasp
What have I learned in all my years
What secrets to pass on
None, I think. Just held-back tears
And hope is all but gone
I blink away the need to weep
What hope is there for me?
Can I confess these sins of mine?
The truth could set me free
Dear God, it's me, same as before
A life in need of aid
The things I've done I can't undo
And so Your Son has paid
I was lost but now I'm found
It's hard for me to see
Why He would lay His own life down
To save a fool like me
Even so, I thank you, God
And I thank Your Son
He paid the price, cleared the cost
For me and everyone
I pen these words, I write them down
So I can share the seed
A seed of hope, of joy and love
By which we can be freed
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I appreciate these words. I am i awe of a God who forgives and loves us despite our past. You are great at articulating your thoughts. Thank you for sharing this.
