Little white lies in my hands.
I take them.
I swallow them.
They replace one lie for another lie.
And I am believing.
But I am seeing a whole other reality.
I begin to see it quite clearly.
Turned it inside out.
The light at the end.
Is the light at the beginning.
Kill me, kill me, kill me.
Only temporary.
There is hope beyond.
Oh how I know.
Oh how I know.
I believe, I believe.
There is no salvation for me.
(SDB-10/02/2012)
I take medication so that I can see me in a hole new way. But the choices still remain for me to make. No matter how hard, no matter how much it hurts."These little white lies" mean no salvation for me. That is for me to seek and to receive. Amen.
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