I live in my own world of fascinations and dreams
Emotions subjective yet they go to the extreme
I thought I was standing up, now I know I am lying down
War cries all around
To lay down is to die, to stand is to try
Yet I fall underneath the wall
It was whitewashed looking pretty
But a bad foundation, now there isn’t any
There was no cornerstone, now I’m left all alone
Where has He gone? Was He really here?
The Truth I hold dear?
Insanity knocks trying to break the locks
The Three in One made
I’m not insane, yet I lost my take in a black caldron.
Words of knowledge, words of wisdom
The future laid bare
Miracles if you dare
Vanity, vanity, all is vanity
I seek and I try though I never ask why
The burden I’m called to bear
Overwhelming, little birds sounding
All around my head
Depression, suppression, vain hallucinations
Yet God continues to speak
His voice I know
It is His Person I have lacked.
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