At the end

Lord, I'm at the end of myself
and maybe this is what I need to wake me up
And bring me back
But honestly
It feels like it could be the end

I...
don't know how long...
I can take
this walking alone

I...
don't know...

What's the point
When I'm reduced to tears
And all out of sorts...

Maybe it will get me crying again
Crying out again
Praying again
Desperate enough to really seek
And quit wasting all this time...

Yearning

This yearning Lord
I don't know what to do with it
But You know
You created me
I cry out to You
You who formed my heart
You who hold me now
You see
You know
You love

You look on me
here
now
with tenderness and compassion