He feels for me through all my life,
His tears are warm but mine are ice.
His love is there through the darkest of time.
His anguish, his hurt, even when I can't feel mine.
He sees my pain, but I look away.
He reaches for me, but I keep him at bay.
Finally, I let Him come in, but not the WHOLE way.
He knows all my turmoil, but I am afraid he won't stay.
He feels my loathing, my anger he sees.
He hurts because he knows I direct it at me.
His eyes they are warm, but I see a piecing arrow.
His arms are so strong, but my vision is narrow.
I know that He loves me.....I just don't know WHY?
I feel I am weak, he sees me cry.
He feels for me, He loves me, he cares.
His love is eternal, but should I dare?
I'm scared to be loved and I don't understand.
When no one else would, God can.