Someone please find me, please help me,
please hold out your hand. I’ll grab it I swear I need it right
now. Someone please tell me who I am, I am a follower of jesus
Christ, I love God, but who am I? Who am I?
Who am I who am I who am I who am I who
am I who am I who am I who am I who am I who am I who am I who am I
who am i
What is the purpse of life, why do I
get up in the morning, what is my reasoning for things
I don’t understand why I fall for
things, when I should stand for what I want
someone please help me
Tell me what is going on tell me what
the reality of things are tell me what the future will hold someone
grab me by the arm and drag me to the future show me something
brighter
I don’t want to be in a place where
there is nothingness where there is only comfort I want to be in a
place where I can reach out and feel the diffculty grabbing at my
chest and trying to take a bite out of me. But I want to do it so I
can know who I am. All I want, is simply for me to be myself, to
understand who that is.
Why do I feel so dead all the time?
Why do I do the things I do?
Why whyw why why why why why why no
pattersn please no patters
Let there be spontaneity let there be a
place where I can hide. Why can’t I hide? Why is it the same thing
everyday? I want to run away from this, I want to escape. God, please
save me, please show me what I need. My way just isn’t working.
God can you please show me, please
help me, please guide me. God if you could cut my soul, if you could
rip out my heart and polish it, give me what I should have. God
please take away all the fog and the branches the things blocking my
viewe father please save me.
It’s the fog
It’s taking over
Fathere I can’t see and I haven’t
been able to for such a long time
I feel like I’m in a perpetual dream.
Something I will never leave, something I’m waiting to wake up
from. I don’t like the softness the curly softness of it all.
There’s padding every where, there always was. What am I being
sheltered from? Can I please not live in side a dream? No more
wiaitng please… please… let me understand something anything,
father I want to breath again, I want to be me again.what am I missing. Please show me the details show me the
harshness… … please hlelp me. Show me more, show me more
that I am ready for. Can you get this? Can you get this plea for
help.. can you save me? Are my prayers heard? Can they really be
heard father? Or is it something that gets lost in translation… am
I speaking your language… father can you hear me? PLEASE can you
hear me? Can you? Can you? Can you? Please father? I need to know
your there, I need to know you’re there. I need to know I need to
know, I can’t live in this awful dream anymore. I need to know I
need direction. I’d do anything, But I wouldn’t do
anything, that’s what I know. Because I don’t know if you’re
there!!!!! Ugh, please speak to me in the way that only you know
I will hear you. There is a way, there must be. What is there for me to do and to
breathe in to soak up into my triangle skin.take these shakey stubborn hands and
turn them into something that creates beauty something that creates
love
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