Overdue, Session 2

A glimpse of hope is all you need
To carry on, the flame to bear
You wish that words could be the seed
Of blessing to a heart that's bare

You're sad things had to end this way
You wish that things could be alright
You wish that you could be okay
You wish to see a future bright

But cynicism subtly
Has stunted creativity
Now imagination's hard
The strength of hope is but a shard

I've heard you say a thousand times
You're hurt, you're tired, sad, in pain
All inside is mucky grime
And you could never rid the stain

The light of life has left your eyes
For up ahead is dim and cold
Longing looks for faith to rise
Groping for a hand to hold

Strangely though, you never can
Fully open up, I mean
Something's somehow greater than
Desire to be known and seen

Fear perhaps? Or maybe shame?
What shackle-root could run so deep?
What's my problem, who's to blame
For why I never take the leap?

Friends will try to give me space
An avenue to share my load
And yet I can't accept their grace
And plod along my weary road

Who will free me from this death?
The agony of living here
Dispairing hope in every breath
Trapped by hurt or shame or fear

God of my salvation, come!
I need You now to hold me tight
Your melody's the peaceful hum
That says, "I know, and it's alright"