Push me over!
Let it end!
I’ll release my soul
Like a wisp of the wind.
But you hold me here,
Push me upward still;
Like a marionette
I succumb to you will.
Do I want to continue?
You know I’d rather not.
My heart is now so cold,
But you use it like ‘twas hot.
You change my state like Pyrex,
But my untempered heart has shattered.
Regardless of how I would feel,
Your will was all that mattered.
My choice, to do what’s right-
What’s right is what you want-
For if I’d chosen differently,
My happy days you’d haunt.
I’ve fought for independence;
So far it’s not been blest,
So I surrender hopes to You, Lord;
I won’t seek my own head’s rest.
I won’t seek what makes me happy,
But now only what You ask.
No indulgences, companions:
Henceforth my only joy Your task.