Black...

by SplitSided   Jan 14, 2005


My life gets hard by the day.
I can't find the right words to say.
I can't think, I can't breathe.
I can't believe.
You could leave me here.
With no sign of help and you made that clear.
My life right now seems odd.
Maybe this is a test from god.
To test my faith.
But instead it has brought hate.
Everythings falling on me.
Without my patience my anger is set free.
If all of my questions are answers to my sins.
Where do I begin.
Where do I start.
How do I keep my life from falling apart.
God has tested me time and time again.
How have I come this far.
When will god heal this scar.
It's in the bottom of my soul.
It's growing cold.
If it grows my faith will not come back.
If it grows my world will go black...

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