Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Remember



If I am a Christian, than why do I

Sit in my sin and tell myself filthy lies

If I say I am saved

Then why do I keep running to be enslaved

And why am I not mindful of your tears?!

For me…. For it’s worse than your fears.

 

God, why do I push on past?

Why do I wish to make my death last?

I hear your voice and I stare at your eyes,

But in the end I am still allowing your cries…

And I’m lost again; oh I’m running away again,

When will I remember when I wanted this to end…

 

 

If I really loved you like I said

Then why do I allow this to go on in my head

If I say that I’m yours

Than why do I lock myself behind closed doors

And why am I sick in corrupted heart!?

For me… I am worse than I was in the start.

 

God, why do I push on past?

Why do I wish to make my death last?

I hear your voice and I stare at your eyes,

But in the end I am still allowing your cries…

And I’m lost again; oh I’m running away again,

When will I remember when I wanted this to end…

 

And it all started with the end

The memories of the past start to blend

Together forever, that’s what I said,

But did I really mean it, inside this poor head!?

 

Am I really that blind!?

Am I really that lost inside…

 

I hear your voice and I stare at your eyes,

But in the end I am still allowing your cries…

And I’m lost again; oh I’m running away again,

When will I remember when I wanted this to end…

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