Thoughts of you take control and settle in my mind
In my soul I search for you, sometimes you’re hard to find

I always thought your only gift was Him upon a cross
All other things that come from you, appear to me as loss

And though my pain may serve a plan that you alone shall see
I often doubt there’s any good you have in store for me

I’ve heard it said if we’re apart, it’s I alone who stray
And yet I wonder just how much you want for me to stay

Like David long before my time, I write my pain to you
And wish to struggle face to face like Jacob sought to do

The solo footprints in the sand was when you carried me
But was it just an easy way to throw me to the sea?

Angels stubborn, find no worth in sending this along
Demons write down every word, they love when I am wrong

And so I doubt this message sent will ever reach your ears
I’ll just put this with the rest I’ve written through the years