Oh my lord,
If you could just instil with me the everlasting relief,
I will crumble to the floor, at your mercy,
Rip my heart apart and surrender it to you,
Only you.
Oh Lord,
I am disappearing,
Endlessly walking for miles in search for a truth,
I yearn, I yearn,
To be at your feet, palms up, giving you my heart.
My chest is empty. Without an organ that beats.
Help me, please.
My arms are aching, my eyes are sore,
My entire body is twinging in need of your guidance.
I am looking to the skies,
But it is empty.
I lay bare naked without protection just so that maybe I can feel your presence -
I feel nothing.
What do I do, what do I do?
When I am prostrating in a room designed for you,
Only to feel nothing?
What do I do, what do I do?
When my mind is in doubt,
And my heart wants to break loose.
