Friends, friends, the
hurt cuts deep
The lion never lies
with the sheep
Love, love, the blood
flows free
Rivers pool beneath me
Savior, savior, oh I
need love
Float from Heaven like
a dove
Jesus, Jesus, I can’t
be healed?
Yet by the garden you
do kneel
Chief of sinners that
am I
Need a helping hand
tonight
Friendless, friendless
that I am
You promise to lend me
a hand
Hurting? Hurting? Why
are you, God?
Now for you I really
sob
Do you need to do this
now?
“Yes,” you whisper, “I
took a vow.”
Savior, Savior, you
gave love
Floating from heaven
like a dove
Lord, Lord, why did you
console?
This sinful man that is
not whole?
Friends, friends, the
hurt cuts deep
The Shepherd protects all
us sheep
Love, love, His blood
flows free
Rivers pool beneath the
tree
*reads* *reads again, slowly* It’s beautiful, Brianna… fascinating. I can see how it might be meaningful to a self harmer, though I wouldn’t have realized it if you hadn’t pointed it out. To me it sounds more metaphorical… and very striking images it paints. Such deep emotions it portrays. I can relate, in ways. Wonderful poem. =) Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteAw, thank you. :) I'm glad you liked it. I realized after it holds a lot of different meanings, and I like that better than just one meaning. It makes it more personal. I'll post some more when I write it. ^_^
DeleteYeah. =) I look forward to seeing them!
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