Hoping to scratch him as we bleed to death
As we have a shepherd we do not want
I run on a treadmill that never stops
My reflection in the wading pool is dirty
And I'm sickened it hurts
I'm sick of repetition an illness, spreading
Blinding my eyes
Erase my thoughts cancel my subscription
To the things of this world
In the open eyes of deliverance
I'm color blind waiting to see
Wanting to finally say no and
Walk away with a smile
Time after time my call is game over
But again and again this cancer spreads
Bleeding and spitting guilt and convictions
As I lay in this pit of defeat
Once again to strive
To beat it out over and over
So worn I will defeat this
Worked over with intention to kill
To watch Him die and smile at His dismay
His pain my deliverance
My cleanliness a gift of freedom
My walk purified my peace given by God