Death by Acceptance
Who are you, just who am I
You and I are intertwined in this space and time
Simple beings made from cosmic dust
From dusk till dawn, this life is the greatest lesson of making it along
Do your dance, sing your song, life continues to move. . .forward
What you see in the mirror isn’t truly who you are
That image changes with each blink of the eye
The continuous cycle of asking , who am I
Where will I
Be
Why can’t I sit
Still
Introverted slopes of feelings, I’m longing for hope
How can I see myself just how can I
Know
Can I be exactly who he says
I am
Can I trust the words from
God
And what he says about me
This is what it means to experience
Death by Acceptance
