Of
my life, a road full of thorns.
On
I must walk with my spirit beaten and worn.
I
am tired, Lord; Please lend me a hand
before all is in pieces – sad, broken, and torn.
Close
my eyes with reality hard to take.
Dream
a dream of what happiness makes.
I
am weary, Lord; Please give me strength
to
hold back damages before my whole world would break.
Search
my heart, trying to find what’s mine.
See
my loved ones’ faces as I start to cry.
I
am hurt, Lord; Please grant me comfort.
Shine
a healing light as my hopes start to die.
Face
my fear looking for a path
in
the struggles of all the aftermaths.
I
am scared, Lord; Please suffice my courage
as
I am but one and I can’t handle your wrath.
Wipe
my tears looking on in desperation.
Try
to find the pieces mixed in complication.
I
am confused, Lord; Please bless me with wisdom
so
I gain the knowledge of my own condemnation.
Open
my soul, praying for some grace.
Looking above searching the empty space.
I
am on my knees, Lord; Please send me help
I
am longing to when you and I embrace.
Huu
Cao
07/20/02
“in the hole”