My Song

My Song

         I've got a fresh sheet  and   I'm on my way
        Not knowing for sure what I need to say.
         No matter it seems just as long as their out
         These feelings I've got that I want to shout
      So long theres been sorrow-so long now it seems
         It fills up my night times  and  invades my dreams
            No one can know the things deep inside
        I fake through each day and sometimes I've cried
      My soul has been tortured and chained for so long
           I ask you my lord, right here in my song     
       I know never worthy- but still singing this song
       I need to be patiant but how long must I wait
       My lifes passing by me, before it's too late.
       Oh lord I must ask you these chains you should break
        this soul thats been battered and beaten and crushed
        It now needs its freedom pulled out from the dust.
         Oh please hear me singing my voice fadeing fast
         Im afraid of the answers- to the questions I ask.
                      RJM 2013
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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