Be My Guide

I desperately search for a way out,
a quick, non-treturous and dangerous route.

But "a way out of what?" you might ask.
A way out of life, it's not an easy task.

It seems so simple, living life day to day.
But it's not as "simple" as one would say.

Dreaming such ways out of here,
while trying to not let loose a tear.

My demise awaits me really, really soon.
Just let me fly away to the bright moon.

Because the moon and stars, they don't judge.
But my demise that awaits, will not budge.

My path out of here is so narrow and steep.
Until I'm safely home, no way will I sleep.

Guide my way out of here, please LORD.
I pray for strength, be my shield and sword?

Your mind is all ready made up, I'm sure.
But please help me LORD, my mind needs a cure.

Be my defender, my guide and my light.
Be my strength, my hope and my sight!

Help me through my pain and strife,
by my guide throughout my life.

November 27th, 2008