Walking through each day alone
I feel the weight of chains
Upon me.
People won’t look deeper than
The surface of my heart,
They don’t see
What I carry underneath -
The fractured heart, the pain -
This can’t be…
I see it; I am breathless.
His hand reaches for me
And I fall.
Blood He shed upon the cross
Descends to my shackles
Through it all…
That’s everything, my friend
Let’s embrace truth again
To be free!
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