Just something (maybe a song?) I wrote out quickly, didn’t even bother to really proof it, kinda matching my current mood.

Here….. I am
Here without the strength to go on
With my head in my hands
Trying to see just where things went wrong
Because I know I am
Bruised and beaten
Here without the strength to go on

But there You are
With the world in your hands
Counting my hair as it falls
Because You know what I am
One of Your creation
And you long for me to come home

Here… I am
Reaching out my hands
Crying out for You
Running out to You
Kneeling down to You
…..

Because You know, I am
Wounded and broken
Here without the strength to go on