I have begged you
from down on my knees,
.
I have cried endless tears,
.
I have died
to myself.
.
And now I lie at your heels.
.
Do you hear me crying?
Do you hear my heartbreak?
Do you feel anything as I beg you to stay?
.
Cover me,
Oh Lord, cover me.
.
I’m unclothed, I’m unclean.
.
But underneath,
buried deep,
beneath my heart,
afraid to speak,
lies a spark, loyal and true,
and it beats so strongly
just for you
oh Lord,
.
Cover me,
Cover me,
Cover me.



Comments (3)
Even though I'm an Atheist, I felt your joy and love for God pulsing in your poem! This was so lovely.
This one was too familiar. I felt the sting of remembering. So good
I feel the pain and the passion in your poem. Heartbreakingly bittersweet.