I thought it was left
instead it was right
Years I travel
in the wrong direction
Heeding not to maps instruction
I may not finish
should I go the other way.
I fool myself
"I got this"
Eyes shut,
yet reflects opens definition
Blind sighted, I continue
headed to damaged destinations
In this journey I grow tired
weary, breathless "pants" for air
I may stumble, headed to crumble
"Help is anyone there?"
I'm cool I'm straight
I think.....
This looks scary
darkness seems to blanket my path.
No answer in sight
too dark to see
CRASH....WALL...I FALL
Man this is really bugging me.
Tear drenched face
mind hurts of confusion
WAIT....over there, the other way
a solution
JESUS? Is that you?
Bright is the light,
but squint I do not
Oh Jesus I'm so glad you
came through
Right here and the right spot
NEW PLAN
Hand and hand
the brighter, righter,
and clear sighter
yes.... a new day
I trust you Lord
I will follow you
LEAD THE WAY!!
She's dimming inside dont you see
Go to her she's someone's family
She didnt know the danger that came her way
Others at the shak will just look away
She looked kinda sweet, maybe even new
Little dancing angel, curls shimmered like dew
She wondered about the man who had her sighted
You knew you had her, demon heart so delighted
She loved that first burning white wonder
Her house so clean, her babies deeply slumber
She met the sly sighter just round the corner
Closing the door quietly as she just stepped away
She didnt notice the smoke billowing their way
Keeping the pain wrenching thoughts from returning to soon
She tells him yes to another cheap room
Hungry sighter pokes her skin
She feels a hot rush that forces a grin
When light comes her soul voids of glee
She feels a moment of clarity and drops fast to her knees
Bodys all over on fire with hope
She's done with white wonder, yes dope
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