I’m told there is a purpose
To every failed try
A meaning to be found
In every tear I cry.
And yet I ask in vain
To make that purpose clear,
But I see no answer coming
Before faith disappears.
I hear another calling
Another desperate plea,
Another stranger in the dark
Longing to be free.
Release me from the power
Of that which holds me down,
And offer me another way
Another trip around……
Around the plaguing questions
The pain inside my soul,
Around the poor made choices
And The promises I broke.
My life has been for nothing
And there’s nothing left to give
Nothing to be proud of
A life I can’t forgive.
Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 12:29 PM UTC
I’m told there is a purpose
To every failed try
A meaning to be found
In every tear I cry.
And yet I ask in vain
To make that purpose clear,
But I see no answer coming
Before faith disappears.
I hear another calling
Another desperate plea,
Another stranger in the dark
Longing to be free.
Release me from the power
Of that which holds me down,
And offer me another way
Another trip around……
Around the plaguing questions
The pain inside my soul,
Around the poor made choices
And The promises I broke.
My life has been for nothing
And there’s nothing left to give
Nothing to be proud of
A life I can’t forgive.
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