Wednesday, 2 December 2009


Habitually I longed for you
Habitually I cried
Habitually I wondered why
You were not by my side
But I never stopped to understand
my sin, my foolish pride
for habitually I told you "choose"
habitually you couldn't decide

my waters turn from blue to red
the setting sun an open vein
and when you question what I've done
I'll find the strength to say your name

1 comment:

  1. nice pics lately...and great to see you writing blogs again..:)