I am bothered by...
The way I call upon your name,
And pretend not to hear my voice
Nor see how burdened I am by shame
I can't even sleep, I toss and turn
I kneel and pray day in and out
Trying to battle it out and about...
You seem distant and constant
Not that I know you do hear me
But, I pray my lungs out
Hear my cries, Oh Lord
Fight for me I ask
This letter is my last,
It is my last hope to thee
It is for you to see,
The scars in my heart,
The dryness of eyes,
The emptiness of my soul...
Fear of living in this world, and
Finding it too hard to grasp that,
I have lost, and turned into a joke
My life has turned to a walk of shame
And God you are to blame

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