My Friend

I LOOK INTO YOUR EYES ONLY TO SEE PAIN, KNOWING THESE FEELINGS HAVEN'T COME IN VAIN. SEARCHING AND LOOKING FOR NIGHTS ON END, WONDERING IF YOUR ALIVE OR IF YOUR DEAD. WALKING THE STREETS, AND ALL OF YOUR PLACES, SEARCHING FOR YOUR FREEWILL, AND SPECIAL GRACES. A LITTLE BOY YOU ARE TO ME, ALL I WANT IS FOR YOU TO BE FREE. YOU SEE SCARY PEOPLE, AND ALL OF THERE FACES. ONLY WANTING BACK THOSE OH SO SAFE PLACES. I ASK MYSELF ? WHAT DID I DO ? WHAT DID I SAY ? FOR YOU AND YOUR MIND TO GO SO AWAY. SO , HERE I SIT AND SILENTLY PRAY , THAT SOMEONE REACHES DOWN TO GRANT YOU ONE MORE STAY. OH GOD, OH LORD , OH FATHER OF MINE, PLEASE LET HIM WAKE AND KNOW THAT HE'S MINE. WRITTEN BY: DENA MICHELLE BYRD