Every Bit of Me

the tone of your voice is slightly hypnotic.
that must be why i believe you
when you tell me to trust you.
i'd like to dance in the rain with you.
let the storm overcome us
and be soaking wet, drenched in the moment.
all the world revolving around our hearts' beating.

i don't live in reverse.
i love full speed ahead.
when i commit, i'm all in!
no retractions or substitutions.
i hand over every bit of me.
the good and the bad,
it's more then you've ever had.

the light sparkles in your bright eyes.
that must be why i think you only see me
when you enter a room.
i'd like to spend eternity with you.
let my life start now
and the past will evaporate.
the future is wide open.
all we've done before now is obsolete.

In His Hands

i pressed the delete key a 100 times today,
in an effort to erase all my mistakes.
i realized you can't erase all the errors,
you can only learn to forgive yourself
and let go of the guilt.

the thoughts in my head form like words in alphabet soup.
nothing makes sense but i always pull through.
my guardian angel must be exhausted.
there's dozens of times i should've been hurt.
i never think too far ahead.
i can barely survive the moment i'm in.

my life is a testament to perserverance.
i could've given up a million times,
but the holy ghost whispered telling me to forge ahead.
i don't know where i'm going.
God never shares his plans,
but i put my life in his hands.

when i'm worn out and beaten down,
his sweet spirit wraps around me
and drives out the cold.
my sorrows are never mine alone.
when i cry Jesus weeps with me.
my soul is soothed by praying in his name.

i place my hopes where i cannot see.
my faith is resilant and
when darkenss creeps up on me,
all i need to do is let his light in.
to believe is easy to give up control is hard,
but my life runs better when i put it in his hands
instead of my own!

Confession

it's time for my confession.
forgive me father for i have sinned.
now, i'm not a catholic,
but i still believe.
even when life sucks i have faith.
faith, that someday there will be a better day.

i'm not perfect.
i follow my heart to the point
where it damages my soul.
i think too much
and i feel even more.

i allow doubt to take over
and i take his name in vain.
i say Jesus in hushed tones,
for no reason,
i don't know if he's the answer to everything.

i get upset when people refuse to make a decision,
because their prayers have not been answered.
Ain't nothing wrong with praying,
but i was taught God's a guiding star
and not a work horse.

if you're disappointed in me,
i don't think hail Mary's will fix it.
and which bible is truly God's word?
which translation is without flaw?

i am full of repentance,
but i repeat my mistakes.
so i believe i remain unforgiven,
until the lesson finally takes.
my heart wishes more then it should.

i've fornicated outside of marriage.
i enjoy the company of men.
i gave birth before i was wed,
but i don't think i'm damned.
it's merely an incomplete portrait of the woman i am.
I hope God understands, one day, i'll figure it out.

i confess i'm not perfect,
but i hope you get that.
i love you.
i believe one day, i'll forgive me.
and God and I will be able to agree,
that i am good enough for him.