Hold my heart...

You hold my heart

in nail-scarred hands-

this life is not my own...

My lungs inflate

with needs You sate;

I have not walked alone.

And still it seems that

I forget, and

try to take Your place;

fight battles You've

already won; clench

hurts that You erase...

So when I think

I'm in control, yet can't

direct the breath You blow;

remind me You still

hold my heart with

love that won't let go.