Lost

     This is another poem I wrote, also in November of last year, I believe. Not everyone always understands what I wrote this poem to mean, but it is about someone who is lost at last finding a Savior in Jesus Christ, something about which I am passionate, and which is the theme of many of my poems and writings. For Jesus has saved my soul and one of my greatest desire is to bring others to Him, so that they will find what He has given to me.

Lost

This blinding light is killing me,

Take it away so no one can see

All those things that I regret,

Things if You saw, You’d never forget.

Invisible in darkness,

I appreciate this blindness.

But this light lets You see

Everything I’ve hid within me,

That’s invisible to all but me;

My guilt for this, it is my fee.

Why must I face it?

I can’t erase it.

The guilt inside tries to kill me;

Just destroy me.

It’s myself I despise,

For believing all their lies.

My heart is exposed to You,

But I realize now that You already knew

Of all the things I tried to hide,

That destroy me from the inside.

Maybe this light is saving me,

My eyes are opened, I’ve begun to see –

Though You knew all I’ve done, You loved me the same;

This light alone can take it away.