I sit alone in my duress,
with all I know I should confess,
I feel like love and happiness just fell between the lines.
And though I try to hide the pain,
the tears still cause my face to stain,
it's more than I can now contain, my sanity resigns.
I do not know where life went wrong,
I feel I just do not belong,
and suffering jabs with its prong, my spirit as it binds.
With morality so badly swirled,
the plan has long since been unfurled,
but I still struggle through this world, my soul it still confines.
My mind is in such disarray,
I know that soon will come the day
when I will stand and have to pay for all my life's designs.
So while I search for my salvation,
I scream in silent desperation,
with all the years of trepidation my spirit still declines.
And so I sense the end is near,
my destiny is still unclear,
but I am bound by all my fear, Lord, help me break these vines.
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