I find myself expressionless
At arrows past my face
Void of meaning, truthfulness
I call upon the grace
That emptied me of poisoned life-
Renewed a cold and faded heart
Though vision's fuzzy in the strife
Grace upholds, as from the start
I find myself expressionless
When numbing words reach me
I weep alone for God's caress-
Heal my eyes that cannot see
I'm laying down my emptiness
And this is my decree;
I'm tired of expressionless
Sunday, March 02, 2003
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