Come Empty

by Crystal Bourne   Jul 13, 2020


Iam running out of word's to say. I'm running out of thoughts to think.Im running out of hugs to give. I've exhausted my capacity to live.

I thought I had enough, I thought I was good and tough
I thought I was pretty enough, but lust was my trust

It was all my false self, it was all my false hope. A built-in wall around my ?? so that I can cope.

My tears tell me that I need a greater of all the lovers. Like an infant needs the breast of his mother.

No friend in sight, just the silence in the night. Go away past let me be free, The King of love enthroned awaits me.All that matters is your Love.

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