Still

Ripped out from my roots
like a weed from the ground
you've severed me forever
cut the little life from my very stem
and yet expect me to be okay
to be jubilant and elated
When I've been pulled out of the garden
where I bloomed so beautifully

I have no oxygen with which to breathe
you've stolen everything..
Left me here empty handed
broken-hearted,
completely stranded

i don't know what will come of me'
i don't know where i will go
but i know i cannot follow
where it is you wish me to go

Lists of reasons come and go
all I know is,
this is home
If I'd heard Him call my name
I'd surrender and follow
but you're ripping me out
like a weed
A weed from the garden
where it bloomed beautifully

I speak,
yet no ones listening
I have no oxygen with which to breathe
Broken-hearted,
completely stranded

I don't know what will come of me
i don't know where i will go
but i know i cannot follow
where it is you wish me to go

I suppose I'll be transplanted into
some shallow, tropical,  ground
my heart bleeding,
isolated from life
I will slowly wither
and from loneliness die out

Yet I'm trying to believe beyond what I can see
and hope there's something better for me