I ask myself from the darkest corner of
the furthest spot in my mind:
What's come of thee?
Why choose this path?
Doest thou think I'm out of time?
It's worth it.
I beg the lord, as I flow with tears,
to make this right one day.
I kneel down, on my humility, and fold my
hands and pray.
God make this right
God make this right
I intend to pay whats due
I beg you Lord
high above
show me what to do
For here I stand
With a broken heart
searching for peace within
And asking you
from all my soul
forgive me of my sins
Amen.
No comments:
Post a Comment