Here I Am

On my knees in the wreckage of a broken church.

I couldn't pull it together.

How I want to believe that there's a light, at the end of this continuous shadow.

And as the feeling disappears, here I am.

Are you here?

Wake up my son.

Wake up my son.

Why are you so afraid?

Oh God, I'm begging you now!

Open up my eyes!