Why can’t sometimes the world slip away,
In the meaning of a bright new day,
Why can’t I ever seem to shake,
The shadows of yesterday caught in my wake?
How could it be, so seeped in Silence,
When I turn my ways to violence.
And I think that it will change,
But everything’s always so disarranged.
I turn my faith up to the Lord,
But am I faithful as the Adored?
Lest I slip and fall and hit the rock,
The shadows of yesterday, they do stalk.
So now who am I, Where do I lead,
As I glance at my trusty steed.
What do I do, how can I be,
What I know is deep inside of me.
I still stand here in confusion’s steep,
Wondering why is my life so bleak.
When does it end, the pain so hard,
How much more till I play that card.
I stand by myself, to see it all,
It’s hard to face up to this withdrawal.
I am who I am, I want what I need,
But the shadows of yesterday do perceive.
I reach for the light beyond glitters of Hate,
I run towards it before it’s too late.
And I scream and I cry with my tortured soul,
I beg and I try to keep my control.
But can someone tell me, how far I must go,
So I can achieve my ultimate goal.
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