Tides of the Enigma

Where do You hide

when my demons override

and overthrow

the sovereignty of Your love;

Why do You hide

and abstain

if Your presence remains,

why are You

absent in my demise?

I need You to intercede

I need You to intervene

I am empty

death tempts me

so where do You hide?

I writhe inside

gasping for Your grasp

yet the hand I find is mine

restrained by my disguise;

untied

set loose, without excuse

ensnared by my own noose

so please tell me,

where do You hide?

for I am empty

and death tempts me,

I have nothing left inside.