God, Make me new

writing about you is exhausting

all I want to do is curl up under a pillow

or under a rock

and forget everything that has ever happened

I want to scrub the pain off of my heart, my skin, my hands

I want to wash you away in a river

Like Naaman washed off his disease

 

It had plagued him for years

But he finally found relief

7 times he was asked to dip

and 7 times he dipped

dipped dipped dipped till he was clean

white as snow

fresh and clean

 

I want that

I don’t want to be so tired

Of re-living that night

Those days

Those months

I want to be new

God, make me new