The Father

I once held your heart
Anointed and favored
Sacrifice for harm
Your needs I catered

I gave up myself
Before I had a chance
To plumb my depths
And learn to dance

You spun a webbed tangle
And trapped me inside
Watched me dangle
You were wicked sly

Awakened to my neglect
I fought to be free
Unaware of impending wreck
Or how badly I’d bleed

You made it quite clear
I was all or nothing at all
But I’m done caving to fear
I’ve heard freedom’s call

So play your little game
Ripping us all to shreds
I refuse to stay and ache
I’d much rather be dead

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Comments

  1. Lynn Morrissey says:

    Wow, Rebekah. THis is powerful and sobering…..but I”m wondering if I am getting it. I pray things are ok. It jars me.
    Lynn

  2. Stirring word Rebekah. Love how transparent you are. Let Freedom ring! Peace2U, David