For my friend

I wrote this song today from the perspective of one of my dearest friends.

I planted these weeds.
Precious, poisoned seeds
I thought I could manage it all.

A man forced them in my hand so many years ago.
I dug a hole to bury them, but they started to grow.

And I’m overwhelmed, and I need Your help.
I’m crying for mercy.
The pain is too real on the few days I can feel,
I need you to save me.
Please save me from myself.

Daisies used to bloom,
but these vines took all the room,
nourishment, water, and sun.

They’ve grown too wild; I’m trapped in my house
They’ve covered the door, and I have no way out.

And I’m overwhelmed, and I need Your help.
I’m crying for mercy.
The pain is too real on the few days I can feel,
I need you to save me.

Cut me free, if that’s what it takes
If I need to bleed, I’ll understand grace.
Burn these weeds, don’t leave a trace
of the girl you now see crying today

I need you to save me
Please save me from myself.

I want You to plant, I want You to sow Your heart in mine so that I can grow.