“Ready For All I Used To Be”
Stuck here in the
middle – praying for escape.
Running over and over
again – every mistake.
I know I have – put
myself at your feet…
I don’t know if I can
pull apart – the place where my lips meet.
I must drink, from the
cup you had to drink.
I must follow, before
my feet begin to sink.
I must hold on, because
you held on the cross for me.
I must show myself,
ready for all to see.
The middle seems to be
– the place I need you most
It’s hard to know if I
see your hand – or if it’s just a ghost,
An image of what I used
to be…
Is it hiding its head
in shame or calling to be free
I must drink, from the
cup you had to drink.
I must follow, before
my feet begin to sink.
I must hold on, because
you held on the cross for me.
I must show myself,
ready for all to see.
Ready for all I used to
be…
LN Maher
©1997 Echoes of
The Lion’s Roar
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