I feel like a rotten Birch TreeYou know, that one!One day I walked through the woodsWhen I leaned against a tree, big and tallFull of pride it must have been I sat beneath it’s shade, at least the shade I gathered from the leafless branches above Wait, no leaves?Big and strong? Then in an instant …
My private battles I can not winMy private battles I dare to looseI feel so alone when I leaveWe dread of separation and Yet experience it frequentlyMy private battles I can not shareFor sympathy has not risen there!My private battles I cry to GodI cry to sleep Deep tears of fearof loneliness,of being far from …
I stare out my window as the white powder drips from the sky,Over and over I ask myself why? why? why? Why all alone on the cross did you die?The soft tender sound said, "For You did I die,…"Who am I that deserves Your grace?I have hands full of sin and a mind full of …