I stopped writing awhile ago because
I was scared of what I was finding
A young man
Lost,
Alone, and
Afraid and everyday going deeper into hiding
It was hard trying to fight to see through the tears
As God showed me my very self in the rawest form,
But eventually things looked up,
And I thought I
Moved on
But really I was just
Trying to sustain my life with
Warm blood, and red eyes
And for a while it helped to
Ease the pain that filled my cluttered insides
But it never fails
The high subsides and the pain still lies and
Once again the tears fill my eyes
Truthfully
I'm still lost but
At least I'm witting again
……..Trying to find some answers sitting here scribbin with my pen
I was scared of what I was finding
A young man
Lost,
Alone, and
Afraid and everyday going deeper into hiding
It was hard trying to fight to see through the tears
As God showed me my very self in the rawest form,
But eventually things looked up,
And I thought I
Moved on
But really I was just
Trying to sustain my life with
Warm blood, and red eyes
And for a while it helped to
Ease the pain that filled my cluttered insides
But it never fails
The high subsides and the pain still lies and
Once again the tears fill my eyes
Truthfully
I'm still lost but
At least I'm witting again
……..Trying to find some answers sitting here scribbin with my pen