What could've been

The sweet relief of sin
condemns my broken soul
the cold and empty hearts
avoid my painful calls
why do i care at all
when no one cares for me
and i start asking…

when will it end
i feel there’s nothing left
to give my life at all
and when it seems i’m done
i still can see the light

remember that hurtful past
remember what’s done is done
what’s left is a white light
and God will welcome you
and as the pain dies down
i wish that you were here
with me

and then you came
to be with me
my heart was black
but now is bright
and i thank the lord