Grief

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My life comes down to this;
One moment,
one pain,
driving me insane.

My life has come so far,
but what good is it now?

All fealing gone,
all memory pain,
black and white
fade to grey,
and then His blood comes trickling down.


My life has come to this;
no moment,
no pain,
no memory can explain.


My life has come so far
but what good is it now?

No good,
all bad.
All pain,
regret,
why can't I just forget?
And then His blood comes flowing down.

All I know
no matter,
all I feel
is pain.

Shame,
Disgust,
Rage at my past.

Lies,
all lies,
no truth
in sight.

Forgiveness can't suffice.
Love cannot wipe out.
I am not stained,
I am bleached,
my being gone
part of me
all of me
so empty.
And then His blood comes rushing in.

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