Letters to Sam
(I wrote this poem, but these aren't my words, it was given to me for a friend of mine)
You tell me you don't want Me
And that's never been okay.
You tell Me that you're through with Me,
But it doesn't matter what you say.
You've never really been interested
In what I've done or said.
You've never been a fan of Mine
And went your own way instead.
You walk away when I get too close
And look the other way
Twittle your thumbs and wrinkle your nose
Pretending not hear a word I say.
I can see right through you.
As you must know by now.
You're a smart kid, hats off to you
But quick wit, it'll fade, never mind how
I've challenged all your motives-
You didn't like that.
How couldn't you notice?
Maybe it's time to take a step back
Believe it or not,
I do know your name
Every blemish and spot
I can see just as plain.
I can see every part
Why not, I made them myself
But running is your art;
You wont take my hand when I reach out to help.
You've been angry for a while
That, I know well.
Not everything fits in a neat little pile
Who knows what you're thinking? Only I can tell.
You've made yourself clear
But then, so have I
I can make the dark disappear
And I wont compromise.
I'm after one thing
You know what I mean.
Life's wounds can sting
Only I can make you clean.
I'm after your soul
And all that implies.
I can make you whole
And I don't fall for lies.
I don't pursue you because you did something right
I'm after you because, simply, I love you
Yes, so far life has been one endless night
But here, it's called forgiveness, a place for you to run to
Comes with no conditions
With it no catch
It's still your decision
But I'm longing to take you back
I'm a wounded lover
But I will never, ever stop the fight
To win your heart, belong to no other
To hold you and keep you, with all of My might.
- God.