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Saturday, April 01, 2006

Let me let go

"Let me let go, baby
Let me let go
If this is for the best,
Why are you still in my heart
You're still in my soul
Let me let go"
"I thought this was supposed to feel good
And if you were really mine
I guess it would
I didn't fall in love
'Cause it was the right thing to do
I just went ahead and fell for you
Oh, somewhere down along the line
I guess this love became a crime
This contradiction makes no sense
This is punishment
I feel like this is judgement day
I'll raise my hand, stand up and say
I don't believe I'm innocent
This is punishment
Truth is, your heart was never mine to take
Now I'm stuck in a feeling
That I'll never shake
I prayed for it to go,
God knows I want it to stay
But here I am loving you either way
Oh, somewhere down along the line
I guess this love became a crime
This contradiction makes no sense
This is punishment
I feel like this is judgment day
I'll raise my hand, stand up and say
I don't believe I'm innocent
This is punishment
You'll never feel all the things I can't say
And I'll never know if it's better this way
Oh, somewhere down along the line
I guess this love became a crime
This contradiction makes no sense
This is punishment
I feel like this is judgment day
I'll raise my hand, stand up and say
I don't believe I'm innocent
This is punishment"
Lord, I'm down on my knees again tonight, hoping this prayer will turn out right. I am the weakest of all who walk this earth, the vilest, knowing what the right thing to do was and not doing it. I just...froze...and fell. Lord, how can anyone see me as beautiful? Besides being extra short and having dark circles under my eyes that I often don't bother to cover up in the least, I am not...I am not beautiful inside. I deserve to be ignored, I am not worthy of anyone, especially not of someone who really truely cares about me.
Oh, God, what have I done? Renew my worth, LORD God, for only You can. I don't deserve for You to, don't have a right to even ask it of You, but I do, Lord, for I know You take joy in being the strength of Your fallen children. Somehow, You delight in teaching, and lifting up, and healing. And God, if anybody needs Your grace, it's me. Oh, God, it's me. How can I say I love You when at every turn I hurt You? But I need You to love me, Lord. Please, on my knees I beg You.
How quickly sadness comes upon me,
When taken over by an onslaught of painful memories
When will they die, or at the least, fade?
But all things being equal, would the good I trade,
To never have been driven back to my Lord
By never falling for you? Such I can't afford
The good, does it outweigh the bad?
Lord, by my actions I have made You sad
I wandered from the path You set before me
Why, oh why, didn't this distruction I see?
Why couldn't I tell that the pain would be great?
Or did I, and thus more foolishly sealed this fate
This fate of hurting myself and those I love
And disappointing You, my God above
But now closer than ever I draw to You,
Knowing more than ever I need You, and only You
Hold me, Lord! Don't let me go!
Draw me close, and let me know
That everything I've done is truely forgiven
And allow me to attain the peace for which I've striven
Thank You, Lord
Amen.

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