God’s strength

Slipping away my past haunts my present. Bleeding inside my veins show my stress tearing me apart it creates this mess.

Tears Stream down my face Creating a mirror of disgrace.

Staring down I see the reflection staring back at me, This is how messed up my life was meant to be.

Passionate to try and never give in,Angels hold me up and in the end I win. Twisted emotion Puts my mind in a daze. Looking up to God I will always pray.

Until the day I grow wings and sore to the clouds I will fight this battle Day in and day out. Irrelevant to how I feel in the moment of truth My strength inside will never let me lose.