keeps me going

Sun shines through the window
While wind bites on the other side
Is it warmth that keeps me in,
Or fear of cold that keeps me from going out?

Friends laugh at the party
But no on stays to clean up
Is it really friendship that keeps me here,
Or the loneliness I know waits that keeps me from going?

People praise the poet, appreciate the art
But no one sees the scratches, the tear-stained pages
Is it really the gift that keeps me writing,
Or the fear I may forget that keeps me reaching?

Creator-King, Alpha and Omega on the Throne
But one day, He was here – to live, die, redeem
Is it His warmth, His love that keeps me here,
Or is it my pain, my dark world without Him
That keeps me from going?