Incomplete

When every page I write is stained with tears,

When each moment that passes is filled with fears,

I miss You more, why aren’t You here?

Will You ever again fill my life?

Will I ever be rid of all this strife?

I want You to remove from my heart this knife.

I placed it there when I walked away.

Oh, my God, why didn’t I stay?

No matter what, I always stray.

You were my all, my life, my hope,

So tie me to You with the strongest rope –

For I no longer have the ability to cope.

Am I too far beyond Your reach?

I beg You, please, take away this breach!

How many times must You I beseech?

But whose fault is this, after all?

Who is it who built up these many walls?

When I realize the answer, to my knees I fall.

I recognize that I’m to blame,

For playing a very dangerous game

And abandoning Your precious name.

When will I realize You’re waiting for me?

You never left; oh, when will I see

That You’re waiting here to make me free?