Today I went back working. I've been striving to feel like I belong there. Another lie. I endure that place because I need to. I cheat my senses to believe I can handle it; driving my mind into oblivion. My body becomes present, but my thoughts are dead. I'm walking dead..
DEAD ..I'm not dead! I'm NOT what they said"..
It's not the first day of fight that will make me cry.
I look at the labyrinth of knots on which I tied myself. All streams from sin. I wonder how attached I am. My heavy heart is broken; my soul drowned in sorrows. It has no longer the strength of beating by itself; even my breathing is the Lord's breath. He is the only light that keeps me alive, otherwise I'd already have sunk in darkness, deceased in the desert sands.
I'm tired and weak; hanging by a thread. And the pain inside of me awakes. I hear the sound of grieving. That's me sad within. Praying in this world of misery.
DEAD ..I'm not dead! I'm NOT what they said"..
It's not the first day of fight that will make me cry.
I look at the labyrinth of knots on which I tied myself. All streams from sin. I wonder how attached I am. My heavy heart is broken; my soul drowned in sorrows. It has no longer the strength of beating by itself; even my breathing is the Lord's breath. He is the only light that keeps me alive, otherwise I'd already have sunk in darkness, deceased in the desert sands.
I'm tired and weak; hanging by a thread. And the pain inside of me awakes. I hear the sound of grieving. That's me sad within. Praying in this world of misery.
