TIRED

So tired of going around and around this insane mountain of me.
So tired of wandering endlessly through this desert of me.
So tired of drifting without direction on this selfish sea of me.

So tired, Lord.

Why wont you come and rescue me?

I know you know where I am.
I know you see me.
I know you hear me.

Why can’t I see you?

Why can’t I feel your presence?
I need you, Lord.
I am so tired of me.


grm 2011