No More Days of Pain
It seemed as if it was the only answer
To give up all hope
To make all dreams become shattered
No way out, trapped by my mistakes
Seeing the brick wall of a dead end
My mind filled with thoughts of hate
Sitting under the rain
I made the decision to have
No More Days of Pain
Then…the heavens opened up
The lord descended upon
To tell me not to give up
With life in my left hand
Death in my right, I asked
Where will my life land
He answered… in my hands
Trust me, was whispered into my spirit
You will have more days of pain
But no longer will you sit under the rain.
Copyright © Jeremy Pleasant | Year Posted 2005
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