My arm is numb, my heart is numb.
I've felt so daft, almost dumb.
My tear stained face tells a pain filled story.
My God is seeking his glory.
Temptation is high, reaching higher than the sky, yet all I want to do is cry.
I can't bare for the world to see me like this...
I swear, I'm falling slowly into the abyss.
Don't look at me when I cry.
I'm holding on, not ready to die.
Where have I gone? Is this real?
In these moments, I was never the one with a FAIL.
Where have I gone? Where did I go?
All this time... all this time, I wonder, did I bring this onto myself
all those years ago?
My arm is numb, my heart is more numb.
I felt so daft, truly dumb.
My tear stained face screams a pain filled story.
From MY story, is God really getting his glory?
Temptation is high, reaching higher than the sky,
yet all I can do is cry.
Please don't look at me when I cry,
I'm holding on, not ready to die.
Coming to the end of this year,
What I ask for are tears of hope, not tears of fear.
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