Existentialism
The plan for my existence,
An untraceable silence,
You stole my heart from me,
You stole it without violence,
I need to be certain,
Of the consequences I face,
In this unforgiving life,
Its an uphill human race.
A magnificent discovery,
A glorious thing,
Jesus has been sent to aid in recovery,
I have faith in him.
God will open eyes,
help us realise our dreams,
The Lord has svaed my life,
And helped me through my teens.
I lived a life without hope,
Abandoned by my friends,
Didnt think I could cope,
My heart just wouldnt mend.
God has led me here,
But whats he trying to say?
Perhaps sending me a message,
Life neednt be this way.
Copyright © Vince Wyatt | Year Posted 2009
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