I don’t understand
why I can’t have
what I want.
I don’t understand
how I want
what I don’t grab.
If I will to walk away
while I’m longing to stay,
who am I to claim one name?
What happened to me?
How can I
even ask?
Haven’t I always
been
this way-
“Life’s race
didn’t cause
me to break;
I just
stumbled up
to the starting gate”?
Am I no work of art
but one little part
of a whole?
Do I even
matter
at all?
Why am I so distinct
in my dance with the brink
if it causes me so much pain
(and the details fade away)?
‘Cuz something about this
feels so superficial-
I’ve cued the gospel.
The psalms are repetitive!
And I
keep on writing.
I keep, keep on writhing.
I’m never satisfied;
I only long to die.
If you’re the answer,
what don’t I understand?
What aren’t I getting yet?
How’d my heart
get so far
from my head?
Don’t I bear,
don’t I claim
one name?
My will is on fire;
My heart is a liar.
My mind is a brothel-
Oh, I need the gospel!
I need you
alone,
my King.
I need you,
my Savior
and King.
Alphabet Ravine 
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Nice poetry and nice blog overall. Thanks for following mine recently 🙂
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