i called out to You
for the thousandth time;
if i told a hundred truths,
i'd be lost with a single lie.
You said that's nothing new,
it's the reason all men die.
it seems i've crossed into
the start of a brand new life.
Lord, what was my view?
this life's left me contrite.
i can't cut off this noose.,
my hands are all but tied.
if only had i knew,
could You let me off this time?
i would sink endlessly through
just to know that You are mine.