“What If I Don’t”
(Tom Entrican, 7/19/22)
I believe all of the promises and grateful as I am
I often wonder if they come to everyone like me
Will it still be there for one who doesn’t give a damn?
And tries to hide his face from the One who let him be
When someone is so broken that their mind is never right
No matter how loud his screams or prayers he evokes
And sits alone there in the dark in tears most every night
And never feels he has a right, what if I don’t?
The promises are there for all but sometimes he is weak
And loses faith in himself, does he deserve at all
He wonders if the One he loves is listening when he speaks
Can He even see the man who’s broken from his fall?
If he thinks he can climb no more, so weary and afraid
No longer has control of all the happiness and hope
Who feels that he’s done nothing right, the price yet to be paid
Can he still claim his sanity, well what if I don’t?
Does comfort ever come to him who sits alone and cries?
Can he put together now what has so long been lost?
Would it even matter if he just gives up and dies?
For just a moment seeking peace whatever be the cost
Still in prayer relinquishing what little will is left
And in that hope of seeing Him no matter how remote
Knowing that his Lord wants for him that which is best
Knowing where he’ll go some day, but what if I don’t?