Gloomy sunday morning.

Where was the goodness in your heart,
That you show me?
Why was it hidden on that night,
When something wasn’t meant to be?

Actions always describe who you are,
No matter how much you say.
And what you did,
Just pushed me further away.

It was not inevitable.

Confess.

He hears my thoughts,
and sees what I see.
He catches me as I fall,
And safely lets me free.

Unconditional love is what He brings.
And in return I give my all,
and my praise as I sing.

Though at times I can be distant,
deep down I am still there.
I love Him with all that I am,
and give Him all of my care.

He is the sign,
And He is the light,
That keeps me shining,
In the darkest of nights.

The Dark will never reach me;
I am unreachable.
For He is forever mine,
and I am forever His.