Sometimes I feel like damn,
Life has me in this jam,
The pain hits home for real,
Truly it is surreal,
And I am still trying hard to breathe,
But it seems as if that evil Death has a grip on me.
Can I ever break free?
Nothing is ever as it seems.
These times are so crazy,
Trying to keep my sanity.
Say no to all this vanity,
Sovereignty, world peace, His Kingdom please...
When you do right by the Lord,
You do right by His people,
Cannot be hurting His people,
For We are His people,
Right and Wrong,
Good and Bad,
We wake, we die,
We Fall, we fly.
Together we destruct. Together we rise.
And we cannot even see eye to eye.
Somehow it isn't a surprise,
But still my heart continues to cry,
Nothing but storms in my sky,
Haven't seen the moon in days,
But for some reason it's alright.
Dear Lord, hear me out!
Take these words and turn them out.
My burden is large, this hill seems too high...
At nearly twenty-five, even I get weary...
Please just lift me up, forgive me for feeling so weak,
Shedding so many layers, shaking off these lows.
Standing at the crossroads,
Not knowing which way to go.
I feel your warning,
For I have loved and lost and oh has it nearly killed me,
But who among us can know your pain God?
For you lose multitudes in digits too many a day.
Across a globe, women, children, your men dying innocently.
So this woman still cannot find an excuse to stop giving it all that she has,
The Blood has been spilt,
The trumpet has been blown,
I have cried out my battle cry,
I have hit the dirt,
I can feel the rain upon my shirt,
Then there is the Sun, and the Moon shines too.
Suddenly there are shades of blue...
And finally it is over... I let every single thing of this life go.
I am free... this life has been the most beautiful thing I have ever known.
-Wise Owl Lady
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