I'm sick
My mental state in red
I don't know if I'll make it out of bed
Tape on repeat
As it's screaming escape
I waste a
Clear charge
To take in to account
Of all these scars
That cause crippling doubt
I say I'm fine
And they're ok with that
Why can't You see me now
Trying find my way around
Pulling God toward me
Still I fail to keep my faith abound
But
I look and I'm worthless
He looks at me and I'm worth it
Yet I go lie to myself
Leaving my tears to resurface
Streaming down my face
As I held my own answer
To the pain I placed
To go avoid what's after
I'm sick
My mental state in red
I don't know if I'll make it out of bed
Tape on repeat
As it's screaming escape
I waste a
Clear charge
To take in to account
Of all these scars
That cause crippling doubt
I say I'm fine
And they're ok with that
Those in spite; he understood
Came for him to underfoot
Their own scars he knew most would
Know plans to cease the pain for good, but
This life won't stay quiet
Beat you down 'till you say silence
And stand up for yourself
Rely on no one else
To pick you back up with God and start trying
Not for a rouse toward blatant attention
Nor for pain to abstain toward added affliction
Those he chose that carried him through most to host
In a stain covered pain. No reason to over boast
He said,"You gotta go find a way
Suffering is just the price to pay
To swim through life's own dead decay
For them and this, you gotta stay"