August 30, 2007

stairwell accompaniment:Grace Potter and the Nocturnals

i dreamed i made myself a halo out of cardboard
i wrote you a letter on an old typewriter
i asked you not to save me this time

I need a rest. I need to hold my weaknesses and get to know them. I need to tell you what they are. To learn to speak the things I am not proud of.

I need forgiveness.
I need to ask.

I’m sick of these halfways. Getting away with things without even trying. Using idealism as an excuse for not trying at all, if it cant be perfect. I dont want to be remembered as the friend who always had something funny or clever to say. In the end that is trash. I want quietness to be meaningful. Words consume me too much already. I want to be a person who helps people be the way they should be, or the way they are late at night when no one is looking. I want to be that person. I dont want to be a meaningless parody or a halfhearted paraphrase. Please, please know me. and let me know you.

I want to find ways to show christ through things that look to be plain or useless. painful and true. He is here, too.


One Response to “”

  1. Rob said

    Great Words Amber….

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