Restless nights and days filled with dread,
an aching heart and a pounding head.
Drugs no longer soothe as they used to;
no substance can bring peace, or make this cease.
I am here, completely undone,
wanting nothing but for you to be #1.
I am very distracted, though I know you
want me to hear;
so preoccupied, and still I feel you draw near.
Your love is great and I am small,
I give you me, I give my all.
your grace is so sufficient for me,
I want to be what you're calling me to be.
Faith has all but passed away,
yet I have enough to ask you to stay.
make me whole,
as I've never been before-
make me yours and make me so much more.
I long to feel your embrace again,
to not have anything set in my way;
you are my life and I give you me,
I pray I make it to eternity.

Denise