Admission of Yearning

Contorted fictions
Inside my mind
The blurring of the colors of
The rhythm and the rhyme
Contradicting statements
Formulate Divine
Catching on to something more
Easily defined

This is not a test
To be the One

In my darkest hollow
I reside
This most intimate place
Surrounded by this
Deathly embrace
Consumed by my
Most Eternal
Dasein

The years go by
And God, I tried
To live, to be
To serve that King
I lived my life
And tried to love
Unconditionally

But I couldn't
I fucking couldn't
I couldn't

To see Your face
To know Your love
Neglect, I feel neglected
I want to feel Your face
To know, to feel
To be consumed in whole



Credits
Writer(s): Cort Brown
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