It has only been months, but it seems like years
How long must I drown, in this sea of tears?
I am at the bottom; will I make it to the top?
This train is out of control, will it ever stop?
I try to be good, I pray every night
So tired of the darkness, ready for the light
So much to be thankful for, but the world is dragging me down
Putting on my fake smile, as a mask for my frown
I try to pick myself up, brush the dust off my shoulder
But every time I begin to stand straight, Satan adds another boulder
They say what doesn’t kill you, only makes you stronger
I want to believe that, but I cannot take this much longer
I feel ashamed and so much self loathing
How dare I complain, when there are children without food or clothing?
So here I am God, Yours to make Your own
Put Your healing arms around me, because I can’t do this alone
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