Lead Me To the Right Road
Scars scars that bury deep in my
Arms sometimes I don’t know who
Iam, feel as if I’m trapped under a tram
Satan keeps getting in my head
telling me am better of dead
Keeps filling my head up with
My suicidal thoughts should I cut
Should I take my life it’s so hard
To tell people what’s going through
My head I pray each day for god
To lead me to the right road, but
Satan keeps coming back telling me
That iam a mess and worthless,
God I pray to you to release the bad
Thoughts take away the hurt and shame
Feel as I’ve lost the game life
Can never be the same unless
I keep praying to god and following
His words and carrying on my life
For better or for the worst
Try to find hope and trust.
Copyright © Courtney Caven | Year Posted 2019
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