untitled thursday[s] project

i stand before the cross
as tears fill my eyes
i sink to my knees
beneath your never ending glory
no longer can i look above
i've fallen to a point where i need your help
i'm being torn in two
but i'm still hanging on...
i don't want to let go of such a life
it was mine, and mine alone
but when i came back, and listened to you,
i fell on the ground, and retreated back,
back to the life that i thought i left behind, to where i grew up in,
that small place i thought i deserted.
on my hands and knees i knelt,
crying my tears of sin
i left you, when i left home, and i never once looked back
pick me up, oh Lord, and push me where i belong
is it considered sinful, that i still miss the life i lived?
is it bad, that i still love the ones i love, and want to be with them?
i know i am guilty, i know i was wrong, but in my head i have a silly love song
life only moves forward,
there's no going back
yet i still want to hold on...
is that wrong?
i don't understand you, i barely get what you do,



{to be continued}