Wednesday, January 18, 2012


There is a fence strung around my heart
It tears my flesh when I pray
My spirit reaches out
But pulls back in dismay
Shredded tendons and skin
Blood pouring from the punctures
The fence shakes from the impact
My body wracked from the sins
The journey is now reaching terminus
The foundation weak in structure
The fence is my own making
I've ignored the instructions
To be
Now I am forsaking all
To hold my self in
Without breaking