Losing You Will Be Too Much

I shed tears, I have fears. These thorns sting within me more than what you see... I have fears and shed tears. I have lost so much: friends, faith and inner freedom, all I have now is bare boredom. Loosing you will be too much... I am now here, I am nowhere, future failure looms flawless faith within blooms... I was nowhere, I am now here. Lost in the mist, in fate's fist.. I feel worthless within; this is a war I want to win in fate's fist...lost in the mist. Come O Rescue! Give me a clue... Is life worth the stress how come some bless and oppress? Give me a clue, come O Rescue! Lord have mercy, I commited a sin. This was my un-doing; that is where I was heading... Lord have mercy, purge me within.