As you stumble through the darkness
trying to run from your demons
that can’t be outrun for they dwell within,
I will pick you up over and over again.
Until you lean on my shoulder
and whisper in my ear
to let the sins and devils out
so that they can dissipate
in the morning light.
One reply on “Running Through the Night”
A you said I was your confessor. You know what is needed to be granted forgiveness.