My flesh trembles, skin splits wide
As I tear out the old, worn insides
A husk of what once was, now decays
I rip the threads that held the old me in place

Guts spill out, entrails on the floor
Memories, fears, and doubts I abhor
The weight of yesterday's chains
Torn from the skin that bound my pain

I crawl through this self inflicted void
And remove the carcass of a dead little boy
Echoes of what once defined me fade
As I fill the emptiness inside myself that I just made

And in that emptiness, I find my God
He sparks a flame and clears the fog
I'm born again as He breathes life into my soul
Purged of the past, with Him in control

He stitches me together, into a new frame
And from this violence, He tears out my shame
Stronger, wiser, with scars that now tell
How God's love, pulled me from Hell

The void's silence now a gentle hush
As I awaken, no longer crushed
A newer version, forged from pain
Emerges, radiant, with heart regained

With the Lord at my side, I killed that boy
I murdered my sadness, and He replaced it with joy
Desolation had become me, but I rise again
Free from transgression, and free from my sins

© Robert Young