Nov 22, 2004 13:49
I left my conscience like a crying child
locked the door behind me put the pain on file
broken like a window I see my blindness now
I need love
not some sentimental prison
I need God
not the political church
I need fire
to melt this frozen sea inside me
I need love
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not the political church.
my yearning for Him is gone.
i still pray and study and all..
but the whole him on my mind
every moment of the day is gone..
my church is being weird.
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but... after all, who am i to give advice about god when i hardly know him myself.
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