The Pull

I cannot stand when wisdom calls, it sounds like judgement rather than truth, How do you say I love you, and yet be the bearer of bad news, Should I walk away and say it's none of my business, sit back n watch the death of a soul, Or be the bad guy, and tell you the truth, breaking barriers that you hold, I can say I love you in the same sentence, enough to see you live, I sometimes sit in sadness, my heart cries from this spiritual gift, I pull myself away from the weight of this world, and think of your heart in eternity, If I had kept to myself what was revealed, your heart may never see, God knew my character from the door, he had my heart in his hands, He knew I would forfeit image for his love, he has a bigger plan, I've sat in secret on many occasions, and come out for the pull in my soul, I know his purpose takes me there, and gives me strength beyond my control, I say and do things I wouldn't normally do, for I am private to a T, I shock myself sometimes with the words that pour out of me....