Friday, May 15, 2009

All The Broken Pieces

Did you feel, feel it break
From all the weight of your mistake?
You never knew how much it cost
Feels like your innocence is lost
So much for the perfect life
So much for the perfect day
It’s like no matter how you try
Perfection’s just too far away

So lift them up to me
All the broken pieces
All the broken pieces of your life
To me
All the broken pieces
All the broken pieces of your life

Did you hear what I said?
Did you read the words I wrote down in red?
I was broken once for you
And no one loves you like I do
And that’s the beauty of this grace
It can put the pieces back in place
And shine reflections of forgiveness
In a million different ways

I can take even your greatest mistake
Every scar, every tear, every break
And I can turn it in to something more beautiful
Than you have ever seen
So lift them up to Me

I don't know about you but what is it about night that makes one (me) become introspective...


It's like I have words pent up in my head and their aching to escape through my mouth, my fingers. Anywhere. But it's like when they do come out, they're all jumbled and confused, not actually conveying everything that my head longs to convey. They do not say anything like what my heart is aching for them to say.

It's a very frustrating and maddening thing. *scowl*


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I know the feeling...v.v Quite irksome.