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
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