I can’t show my face
I’m so out of place
I’m always wondering how to get back in this race
Life’s thrown me thorns
I’m facing God with scorn
And sometimes I wish I had never been born
Life’s been hard
I’ve had to be a rock
But it seems my will has run out of stock
I’ve not reached you
The last few years
My heart has emptied of all the tears
When will it end
This river of doubt
I’m here in the dark and I’m afraid to come out
When will it end
This ocean of doubt
I’m here in the dark and I’m afraid to come out
These roads I have traveled
So many times before
These all too familiar landscapes
The countless closed doors
The light of day fills my room
Yet I curl up in a ball
As if still in the womb
It’s strength I need to carry on
I reach towards the heavens
Only to find you gone
When will it end
This river of doubt
I’m here in the dark and I’m afraid to come out
When will it end
This ocean of doubt
I’m here in the dark and I’m afraid to come out
© 2010 Robby J. Ward, Sr.
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