As I sit here and I contemplate whether I should live, or whether I should die memories enfold me life is passing me by I sit here in my asylum closed off from the world I'm lonely and afraid like a frightened little girl I peak out the window afraid of what I will see I feel like he's out there waiting for me When will this end God only knows my pain and my anguish fill all of my tomorrow's Yet day after day I sit here and I pray God please love me enough to protect me today My children give me hope for this is a world filled with doom that someday maybe.. I can leave this dreary room I sit here and I contemplate whether I should live, or whether I should die Yet day after day I continue to survive Suzanne |
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In the stillness of the night, when no one is around, she wakes..and comes to sit alone where only darkness can be found Her heart is breaking and her eyes fill with tears and she sits and she rocks, communing with her fears Small pieces of her heart lay shattered all around, in vain she tries to gather them, as shells upon the ground As the waves of pain and lonliness wash in on her hearts shore And as it seems to always be, simply scatters them even more.. To die seems just the answer, her hearts pain so severe she believes she has been banished from God's absence thats the fear No help, no hope, just emptiness..no one to to make a way In the loneliness of her room, she cries til the break of day And the lies she hears within her heart, hold captive this precious one there seems no end to all her pain, but wishes her life was done But in the stillness of the dawn, there comes the touch of him Upon whose hands her name is penned to wash away her sin to take the grief and sorrow, the lonliness and fear, to speak within her troubled heart "Be still my child for I am here" Though time may pass before she knows the quietness of his voice the day will come when light will dawn and she will know...and make her choice He knows her pain and struggles too, a child who's known little love A plan he has..for reaching her with his tenderness from above The glory of the dawning day, the light will pierce the dark And satans lies will be exposed for what they really are And in her heart will healing flow, all sorrow and pain dispel With love and joy..that she cant describe, at last, it will be well |
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