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Forgive me Father I am weak. Happiness is what I seek. Emptiness is all I find And my life is so unkind Physically I feel okay. It's my mind that's in decay. All these things do boggle the mind, And I can never really unwind. When today has finally ended, My inner spring will not be mended. It will snap and I will too, Unless I get some help from you. Please do not foresake me now. I need your help
as you know how. To give a life with less stress, One that isn't in such a mess. For your help is what I pray, And I ask you not to delay. For every minute that I wait, Could turn out to be too late.
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