I do not believe in god,

But I believe in you.

Do you believe in me?

Something of a reprobate.

Closest to Christ

You will ever see

Are all I have to offer.

When angels fall

They fall far.

No relief,

If there ever could.

You are walking with me;

Feet don’t touch the ground.

The nails are waiting.

I can’t hear a sound.

But the cross is there

Bare wood, leather bound.

Now I have found

My destiny.

I love you.