Climb Back Through The Window

You hang by your hands
From the 13th floor window.
You seek to be free,
But death will not bring it.
You hear contradiction
In the screams and the whispers.
You cry at the loss
Of the beauty in life.
But,
You need not feel lonely at 4 a.m.
Feeling like dying without the end…

You are not alone.

Others hang
From their 13th floor windows.
Others seek to be free,
But death will not bring it.
Others hear contradiction
In the screams and the whispers.
Others cry at the loss
Of the beauty in life.
But,
Others need not feel lonely at 4 a.m.
Feeling like dying without and end…

Others are not alone.

Jesus hung
From your 13th floor window.
Jesus sets free-
His death is what brings it.
Jesus quiets contradiction
In the screams; He’s the whisper.
Jesus cries at the loss
Of the beauty in life.
But,
Jesus is with you at 4 a.m.
Making you living without an end…

You are not alone.

Jesus is waiting.
Climb back through the window.