So Tired... Poem by Trevor Schulte

Over the years
my clean slate has been stained
Impure motives and thoughts
have left my cleanliness drain
All that is left are my wrongs
which have mirrored my intentions
These pathetic temporary joys
seem to be my true affection
Yet, hope is still
within my reach
If I can only look past my guilt
my contaminated heart will be bleached
I'm so tired of walking
and need to have embrace
It's my own condemnation
that keeps me from finishing this race
I know He keeps yelling
telling me that I'm almost done
That all my burdens will be carried
by His annointed Son
He keeps reminding me to look
past all my faults
telling me that
its my character he exalts
I guess if I just give Him my sin
I can be free and start again