When I’m left with the past
behind me in disarray,
all I can do is confess
and clean up the mess.
I’m picking up the pieces-
the memories, the regrets-
and making my thoughts
free of any impediments.
I don’t know what to keep
or what to throw away,
emptying the compartments
in my mind that were filthy.
I pack up my doubts, my fears-
anything to make my heart pure
anything that keeps me from
coming clean before You.