I go down on my knees, pleading to Lord
To hear my prayers, I'm done being ignored
I try to picture Jesus's face
But it's always the devil that takes his place
Calling me to join in his cause
To bring along all the death and chaos
But Lord, I need your light
Though I don't know for how long I can keep up the fight
Evil surrounds me like a blanket
And it seems like everyone I love ends up in a casket
The reverent promising better days
All while singing words of praise
But the memory of their last day is all that replays
And the more I miss them the heavier my heart weighs
Please Lord, don't you see
This ain't where I want to be
Crawling in a pit disparity
This pit driving me to the brink of insanity
I try to close my eyes but my subconscious wants them open
Seeking a new sin to put my hope in
The devil goes after the weak and the broken
I hope the Lord answer the words just spoken
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I suppose when we reach the bottom the only way left to go is up.
Thank you for your comment!! Very true statement indeed.
There's a story of a nearly-dead donkey in the desert, I think. They decided to bury it, dug a hole, put donkey in it. Then began to cover donkey with sand. As the sand level rose, so did the donkey rise up in the hole, and somehow rose to life too! This is only patchy details of the story.
Oh wow, is get the symbolism. I guess the donkey came back to life to carry it's owner back home lol
Or it chucked the owner off for premature burial. lol.
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