Hello!
This Psalm was hard for me to write. If you haven't picked up on it yet, I am a Christian and I spend a lot of time reading the Bible. So I am quite familiar with Psalms. I didn't want to just force myself to write a psalm, so I decided to just wait. And eventually, I came to the point where God put these words on my heart.
The psalms are incredible because they are rich with emotion and passion. Its the intimate picture of the image of true worship. I took so long to write this poem because I wanted to wait until I had such an intimate moment with God myself, so that my feeling would be real.
I hope you enjoy!
Desolate Heart
9/30/2011
My head hurts, lack of water.
So I drink my tears instead of rain.
My soul grows dark and decrepit,
Gnarled trees and choking dust
Penetrate the flesh of my beating heart.
The sky is more black than blue,
The wind more burning than relieving.
Auguries of bitterness wing their way inside,
Perching in the shadows of my contempt.
And pulsating with sickly blood cells,
I rake my nails across the ruined soil.
And feel in my palms the depth of my loss.
My irises fade from black to white
Soulless, empty, and astray.
O Lord, you hold my heartbeats,
O God, you see my pain.
Deliver me from my own distress,
Untangle me from my sinful self.
Stretch out your hand against my iniquity,
And shed your light upon the dark forest
That has taken up residence inside my soul.
Satisfy my thirst with your Holy word,
And engulf my heart with your mighty flood.
For I would rather drown in you
Than live in the drought of myself.
Cut off my enemy—my misguided self
And walk me through the shadows of death.
Behold, I come before you, make me whole again.
