Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Stressed

As the world turns to ashes
My heart feels many lashes
Nothing in this world but cold and pain
All the good that arises will be in vain
Wishing for a cure for this disease
So I can finally feel at ease
Wanting everyone to be ok
As life is lived day by day

Everything's stressed
Yet somehow blessed
My heart's a mess
I need rest
Lord please provide
A place to hide
Tonight

These words provide no solace
As I don't know how to overcome all this
The world's too heavy for my weak shoulders
So come now and remove another boulder
Instill peace and quiet in this racing brain
Help me to not feel this incredible pain
Not asking for perfection but everlasting resolve
Renew passion to learn how to fight and to absolve
My weary soul from all this mold
God, please turn me heavenly gold

Everything's stressed
Yet somehow blessed
My heart's a mess
I need rest
Lord please provide
A place to hide
Tonight

As nothing changes
My life rearranges
My heart continues to toil
But my body remains in the soil
Till the day my days are ended
And my soul is suspended

Everything's stressed
Yet somehow blessed
My heart's a mess
I need rest
Lord please provide
A place to hide
Tonight




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