QuietProtest4t
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- Jan 4, 2007
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Oh God what more do you want from me
There seems like there is nothing left for to be taken
For I have become like a poor, homeless, beggar struggling for a crumb
Engrossed in tears of pain that no one can see
While constant trouble continues to surround me
I think of the things that used to belong me
And now there are gone buried between the sea
Oh Lord what is left for me
You’ve stripped me of all people, possessions’ and joy
The only option is to go on alone and try even more to trust in you
Even as my skin is eaten by worms and my smile decays
I must believe that I will be rich again some day
Far far away a time when I am finally able to smile
To know that in the end it was all just a trial
And maybe in death I will see the peace that I’ve always longed for
For I give up I cannot fight anymore
There seems like there is nothing left for to be taken
For I have become like a poor, homeless, beggar struggling for a crumb
Engrossed in tears of pain that no one can see
While constant trouble continues to surround me
I think of the things that used to belong me
And now there are gone buried between the sea
Oh Lord what is left for me
You’ve stripped me of all people, possessions’ and joy
The only option is to go on alone and try even more to trust in you
Even as my skin is eaten by worms and my smile decays
I must believe that I will be rich again some day
Far far away a time when I am finally able to smile
To know that in the end it was all just a trial
And maybe in death I will see the peace that I’ve always longed for
For I give up I cannot fight anymore