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I never thought that I would see these days |
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There's no more sunlight and it's always raining on me |
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The struggles I face try to strip me of everything |
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I am barely standing, still there is no peace |
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You promised me that I wasn't alone |
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But everywhere I turn it seems like I stand on my own |
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It seems so pointless; is this existence meaningless? |
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Is there any hope left for me? |
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I am completely broken |
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I am your forgotten son. |
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You left me with nothing |
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My hands are so tired and so worn |
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I was always hoping that I could find some peace |
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But what I always find is that nothing's changing |
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God, nothing is changing |
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I am bearing witness to my multitude of sins |
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These days and nights seem like they will never end |
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There is no rest or hope in sight |
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There is nowhere that I can hide |
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The emptiness that haunts my days is there when I close my eyes |
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My depravity has taken hold of all I am |
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It has consumed me to the point I cannot stand |
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It brings me to my knees |
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Still I find nothing is changing |
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God nothing is changing |
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I am asking myself if there is a point to all this searching? |
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I feel like there is something I've been missing |
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I am bearing witness to my multitude of sins; |
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Is there and hope left for me? |
