Sinful Me

I'm entitled to overcome these waves of emotions
But, come on - they run into me
I wander off from the crowd of mere commotions

I rock on till the break of dawn...
I'm in chains - how can I flee?
How can I be set free?
How can I be sinless when I was sinning all my life?
Possibly, I'm going nuts over my past
The future is zipping by awfully fast

Frankly, I don't really care what you say anymore
You have been hurting me to the core
I need protection from God's Holy Spirit
Demons of my mind threw me into the darksome pit

I rock on till the break of dawn...
I'm in chains - how can I flee?
How can I be set free?
How can I be sinless when I was sinning all my life?
Possibly, I'm going nuts over my past
The future is zipping by awfully fast

Angels of God - where art thou? Thou? Thou?
Was I suppose to grow like a handsome flower?
I amaze myself in many ways - wow...wow...
Depression lingers in my mind every hour

I rock on till the break of dawn...
I'm in chains - how can I flee?
How can I be set free?
How can I be sinless when I was sinning all my life?
Possibly, I'm going nuts over my past
The future is zipping by awfully fast

I'm entitled to overcome these waves of emotions
They torture me so...so...much...
I'm sick and tired of hearing endless commotions
I need God's hand to...to...touch...
My own heart...
Mend me - I'm breaking apart...
God's Holy spirit surrounds me
But, soon it will enter through me...
But, until then, I shall keep fighting with my might
To find the light at the end of the tunnel...I keep tryin'
God's light is far from sight...tonight...
These bittersweet farewells don't cure a broken heart like mine
Where have you been?
Where have you been?
Where...have...you...been?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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November 14, 2016 at 7:56 PM
Hey, being human isn;t so bad. Enjoy it, sir! Love coming back to these older works. You definitely have your own style and method of communicating an idea. Be good and have fun, sir!
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