Losing My Grip
I want to believe…
In friendship love
I need to receive…
Gifts from heaven above
I want to achieve…
The treasurable confidence
I need to believe…
And jump over the fence!
I want to breathe
I want to dig up what’s underneath…
I’m buried alive…
When will Your guidance arrive?
I’m on fire…
I’m catching myself before I slip
I’m a flat tire…
I’m slowing down…I’m losing my grip
The dogs are hovering on my left side…
I’m defeated by levels of uncertainty
I’m calling for help… who will give me a ride?
My mind is muddled and empty
How can I be a believer
When I'm far from serenity
Who could be my reliever?
I'm too late to be saved from my misery...
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