Sky Lesco Poet Lyric

What Is Wrong With Us?

I don't understand 
why we are 
the way we are. 
The man upstairs 
doesn't seem to hear me anymore. 
The devil appears to be more attentive 
to my cries 
as he lurks around 
and laughs at me. 
I reach for your hand, 
and you're as stiff as a board. 
I don't hear a word they say, 
I'm empty inside, 
as the darkness envelopes me 
in its powerful embrace. 
All I can think about 
is my illness. 
After all this time, 
I am truly disturbed. 
I don't have the strength anymore 
to do what I must. 
I spit on the world, 
the war, the worries that I wear like warts. 
I'm after what everyone else is after, 
chasing a dream of love and happiness. 
God, why do You fail me now? 
We pray together out loud, 
hand upon hand, 
and nothing comes of it. 
If anything, 
the enemy wakes up 
and is at work within us.
I don't want to fight.
I don't want to hate.
I want to love, 
and befriend freedom.

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