Lord I've grown so weary since
my life got out of hand
These trials and tribulations are
just more than I can stand
How much longer must I wait
for the life I choose to live
And how long must I pay you back
for all the things I've did
Must I suffer through this life
just a victim of the game
Most times it seems I'll leave this world
with nothing but the pain
Although I struggle constantly
with demons I can't shake
I pray each night before I sleep
that tomorrow I will not wake
Lord I hope you hear my plea
and grant my final wish
Whatever life is after death
can't be as bad as this
I've done my best to face them all
and take it like a man
But now I've grown too weary since
my life got out of hand
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Author:
Jeff (
Offline) - Published: September 23rd, 2016 13:37
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Another out of the park. Reading out loud initially I thought "demons I can't shake" would read better as 'can not shake'. But the way you have it works better with the following line---"tomorrow I will not wake". Thanks for sharing.
Thank you for your comment....I certainly appreciate it
I hope the Lord does not answer the plea because think of all of the great work you have left to write and we would miss! Wonderful, but sad, write.
I really appreciate your comment and thanks for taking the time.
Welcome. You are a wizard with words🤓
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