He's There

He’s There!
Wings help you fly,
But eyes can help you cry.
This pain will eventually go away.
You just have to pray everyday.
You have to believe
Then someday your heart will find relief.
He seems so far gone,
But you have to keep singing your life song.
The days that go by feel like dreams,
And you ask yourself ‘What does this mean?’
Life seems to be becoming so hard,
It feels as though you’re trapped and barred.
You can hardly fly,
So sometimes you just wish you could die.
Just hang in there,
Somebody near you really cares.
Try to pull through one more day,
You may realize everything will be okay.
You can call on Him at any time,
He is able to make everything fine.
There are people in your life that are there to help you out,
You just need to shout.
Call on your best friend,
Don’t let your life end.
Somehow He will see you through,
But you have the choice to choose.
Get some help right now,
Before you put your life down.
Call on someone you love today,
And tell them you’re not okay.
You don’t have to say many words,
Just tell them that you hurt.
Go ahead, you have someone there,
And one day you will realize how much He really cares.

Coping

Coping
Cutting the pain away,
Not knowing the words to say.
I can’t tell you what’s wrong with me.
I just want to be free.
So tired of the pain
It’s driving me insane.
Rocking away the tears
They’ve been here all these years.
I can tell you that they’re full of hate.
I don’t want to take that with me when I meet my fate.
There is something I need to do
But how do I choose?
Talking away the pain
But everything feels the same.
It helped me some,
But I know I’m not done.
There are more thing I have to do
But I just don’t know how to.
I need to be strong,
So that the pain won’t stay long.

The Last Dance

The Last Dance!
Should I give him another chance?
Should I allow him the last dance?
He let me down so many times before,
Especially after he walked out of the door.
I disowned him so many times.
Our relationship isn’t fine.
I hate the way he treated me.
He wouldn’t let me be.
I gave him another try,
But in the end I just cried.
I began not to trust him.
I didn’t care if he was kin.
Should I give him another chance?
Should I allow him the last dance?
I tried not to get involved,
But the problems were to hard to solve.
I asked Jesus to help me out,
And to tell me what my life was about.
I gave Him my life,
And He walked me through many strife.
I told Him I was in trouble,
And He was there on the double.
The bible says He is my Dad,
Then why do I feel so bad.
Should I give him another chance?
Should I allow him the last dance?
He helped bring me into this world,
But some days it makes me want to hurl.
How can I forgive him for how he made me feel?
The pain is so real.
How can I pull through?
What will I do?
Will I allow him another chance?
Will he be the one who has the last dance?

So Far Gone

There’s so much going on
My thoughts are so far gone.
I’m sitting here in the middle of class,
I don’t understand and I’m not going to ask.
People aren’t who they say
And nothing turns out okay.
Why do I wear a mask?
Why don’t I answer the questions my friends ask?
So many thoughts running through my head.
I’m so far gone; I wish I was dead.
Your friends tell you they’ll be there,
But when you talk they don’t seem to care.
People hide behind a wall,
And they’re never there when you call.
I cry out in the middle of the night,
And there’s not a friend in sight.
My friends don’t see how far gone I am.
Maybe it’s because I got caught up in sin.

Addicted

Addicted
Just one drop,
And then you think you’ll stop.
But that’s not the case.
It comes back and slaps you in the face.
Soon you are addicted,
And you hope you don’t get convicted.
The next step is taken,
And your heart is breaking.
You know it’s not the way to deal,
But it releases all the pain you feel.
Then you try something new,
And you cope that way too.
It doesn’t matter which method you take,
Each is a big mistake.
A bottle or a razor.
Each lethal no matter which one you favor.
A week goes by,
And you no longer cry.
You don’t feel the sharp blade.
You don’t taste the “drink” you made.
Thinking about the stress makes you cut more deep,
Or makes the drink a treat.
No help is around,
And you don’t make a sound.
You may find a new way out,
But you still don’t shout.
You find someone to talk with,
But you suddenly become stiff.
You fear the rejection and even more the pain,
So nothing you say.
You may lay your problems down at the alter,
And you falter.
You wonder where He is,
And how you can overcome this.
You wonder why He is putting you through these tasks
If He knows you sometimes hide behind a mask.
You ask ‘Why me?’
But for some reason you know it has to be.
You feel He has done this to you
And you forget what His Son went through.
Soon you just lose faith in Him,
And you continue to sin.
You don’t know how to back down,
So you ask around.
You reach for the drink or razor one more time,
Didn’t you know it was a crime?

Hidden

Hidden
Maybe I’ve got on a mask;
Did you even ask?
I know you’re my friend;
And we will stay that way even through the end.
Why did you not try to listen to me?
Why did you just let me be?
I thought you would help me out,
But you didn’t answer when I shout.
So I used another way;
And you turned your back today.
I know it isn’t right.
It’s the pain I fight.
There are so many choices to make.
It just makes me shake.
There are so many thoughts running through my head.
And I’m thinking about the words you said.
You were there with me yesterday,
But what about today.
I know you can’t be everywhere,
And I know you really care.
Will you just listen for a while?
Don’t treat me like a child.