pAPER
August 16, 2008 by cheloyskee
standing in the middle of a paper
so big, and crowded, messy and dry
got the scissors and cut my space out from that life.
remove me, and bring me to Your Heart.
i want to hear Your heartbeat against my ear
surrounded by the arms with hands pierced from ages past
for there’s no place i want to be.
i just want to be where it is safe.
psalms 118
".. He is my helper.."
