ume

You thought me new.
I thought You forgot about us.
You thought me through,
And I thought we were.
You thought me right,
I thought I was wrong,
So wrong,
Too wrong,
for You.

You see me true
But I only see what lies in me.
You see me whole
But I see incomplete emptiness.
You see me clean
But I feel as filthy, filthy ragz.

You pursue me
Even though I'm way out of line.
You pursue what we have always had.
It's never left me.
You pursue me as if I'm valuable.
Am I valuable?  You say I'm valuable!

You trust me
As if I'm strong.
You trust my weaknesses,
I guess cause I trust Your strength.
You trust that everything
Will be o. k.

bday

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Yahweh 9142013

 

Shelly - Jered - Cameron

Smorez

at Yahweh September 14 2013

A Mid September Nights Dream!!

ARMISTICE

ARMISTICE

lyrics and music by Jered Feldman

I don't mean to hurt you, I don't mean to try

I don't even mean to ask, "why"?

I'm searching for answers as if they exist

"How is this my fault", I beg, I insist.

A plug.  A bandage.  Whatever in life can manage

the cuts, the scars, bleeding throughout the bars.

The gashes, the ashes in the win death flows as chaff

And when the howls and screams shout louder I still can't help but laugh.

I don't understand why.  Don't know what makes me tic,

but ticked, I get, when the tic's inflict more treatment undeserved, meaning

You don't deserve blame and neither do I

but when I'm told "This my fault", I crack under pressure.

I didn't mean to hurt you, I didn't think I tried.

Maybe I don't think at all?  For that I 'pologize.

I've searched Truth for healing. I plead for armistice.

Warfare's still 'round me and, no, I didn't start this.

You're not my enemy, I'll stop hearing you as "they".

I will lay my life down, again, 'cuz, it will absolutely hurt no more.

bgan: 9/7/13 bdone: 9/9/13