The floundering fall of a sinking weight
pits itself beneath the rubble.
slyly encompassing, until
the vague memory of trust
pixillates, forming a morphed perception.
I hastily pry my fingers free,
as the darkness nips, but the pinching subsides.
They cast away
in bitter embarrassment
sweltering in the bottomless chasm.
But I look to You, and
all shame is swept out of sight,
all pain and brokenness is disbarred,
You take it all
and it's all I can do
but to bow before You,
And love You with all my heart.