House on Fire
I have locked myself in a burning house and refused to let you in
I lit the match of temptation and let the sin engulf your beautiful place for me
The shame fills my lungs and I cry because I know death is near
But I can’t open the door; my pride guards it
I’ve made my bed, now I must lie in it
I’m ashamed that I need you
I’m ashamed that I never thought I could live without you
You knock but I deserve death
You call me beloved but the fire is too loud
Yet, I am too scared to burn
So I’m opening the door
Not because I’m good, but because I’m selfish
Your love makes me angry, it makes no sense
My heart is rotten, and you love me
My venom is never repulsive enough for you
My cries for you to leave never drive you off
Your love is unreasonable. It waits. It’s not concerned with justice. It only calls me beloved and wraps my fragile, burnt, self in a tender embrace
Your love fades the fire
Your place for me cannot be destroyed by my sin
Nothing I can do will remove me from your love
I will never understand
Why you love me
But all I know
Is that you do