| I never thought that I would see these days
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| There’s no more sunlight and it’s always raining on me
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| The struggles I face try to strip me of everything
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| I am barely standing, still there is no peace
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| You promised me that I wasn’t alone
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| But everywhere I turn it seems like I stand on my own
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| It seems so pointless; |
| is this existence meaningless?
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| Is there any hope left for me?
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| I am completely broken
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| I am your forgotten son
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| You left me with nothing
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| My hands are so tired and so worn
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| I was always hoping that I could find some peace
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| But what I always find is that nothing’s changing
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| God, nothing is changing
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| I am bearing witness to my multitude of sins
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| These days and nights seem like they will never end
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| There is no rest or hope in sight
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| There is nowhere that I can hide
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| The emptiness that haunts my days is there when I close my eyes
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| My depravity has taken hold of all I am
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| It has consumed me to the point I cannot stand
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| It brings me to my knees
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| Still I find nothing is changing
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| God nothing is changing
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| I am asking myself if there is a point to all this searching?
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| I feel like there is something I’ve been missing
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| I am bearing witness to my multitude of sins;
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| Is there and hope left for me? |