a pencil to a paper
no move towards a thought
I listened for His voice
to tell me what to do
I took a breath
just to fill the void
until I heard the rain
with the rhythm of it's drops
it washed away the pain
from all day days before I knew
that we were more than friends
It's still raining now
and I'm starting to believe
that fuckups even you and I
can find a reason not to cry
to drop the blade
and lose the lighter
running to our savior, Christ
hand in hand to a future brighter
