Easter Lament

God, I'm asking for forgiveness
I've been faithless
I've tried to do everything I think you want me to do
All I want is to be strong for her
And for everyone else
But I'm alone and weak

You gave me a mission
and you showed me not to be afraid
but not how to be alone
My skin needs touch and my body needs a braid
I can't face it

Buried alive
With my finger I tread the lines
Trampling down death
by death you survive
I should be grateful
but I'm so confused
Look at these people in this book
They're so confused

You gave me a mission
and you showed me not to be afraid
but not how to be alone
My skin needs touch and my body needs a braid
I can't face it
I can't face it

Written 4/17/2020 morning. I was trying to start my written meditation on one of those Easter Week post-crucifixion readings and I just couldn't deal. My practice is to seek actionable guidance in these meditations; I was frustrated. So I wrote a song.

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