Unrequited Love
Christ said to claim it in His name and it shall be given.
To praise the gifts of tomorrow and they will be revealed.
But even though my goal is pure
I feel like my heart is heavy in pity
The words I say aim to live like Him.
My true intent is to manifest His spirit,
to be as the the servant who died for my sins,
but my heart is lonely in this toil.
I wish to offer up this pain
and sacrifice my complaints to lead my loves
into a greater world of understanding.
But my body is numb from isolation
I plead with the world "Love me!"
Love me as me with out this changing.
Love me as I love you to erase the suffering.
If I am perfect as I am what is wrong with me?
Why can't you love me?
What happened over these years
that now I'm expendable?
Why am I unworthy now
but my deeds were good enough?
This world is lonely.
The leavings are long and goodbyes short.
Who will love me?
Who will understand that heaven is created
in the weight of our love?
My love must be wide
for we only bleed
as deep as we are willing to cut.
My tears have bled into a red sea.
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