I cry out, to the only thing I’ve ever known.
I cry out, for you my God.
I cry out for fulfillment, satisfaction! You know I need it and yet.
Where am I in relation? Who’s perspective are we dealing with now?
I know you can provide that emotional feeling I oddly long for…
Why can I not feel it from You? Why do I only feel it…
You know my motives are pure. You know my heart is true. But I admit here
that while I sit here
My thoughts start to gather and my heart begins its subtle idolatry…
Help me to focus. Help me to see. Help me to love.