Finding Myself

I had went looking for myself Searching the places I'd hide I thought I could ever hear Her innocent muffled cry I looked in every room And behind every looked door I felt she was waiting on me Desperately wanting something more I got lost in my prison In its walls that twist and turn The deeper I went in My skin would start to burn Cofusion consumed me Things that's my flesh would crave Little did I know, I was holding The shovel that digs my crave She knew I was coming And hid from me in that dark place She didn't want me to see Her distorted wicked face Demons now comforted her For me, she would humbly pray She wanted me to be at peace For Grace to free me one day