I come to you with my sub-concscience baggage

I come to you with my wounded heart and

My blood-stained knife.

I come to you to find redemption

I come to you to claim love.

 

You bring me comfrot and clear the clutter

You clean and dress my abused heart;

You keep me safe from me.

You give me hope

You provide emotional sanctuary

And love despite any deficits.