Wednesday, September 21, 2005

My Cross

At this very moment I am on the edge of depression. Loneliness is killing me. I seek someone to listen to me. No one cares. Through this life I have seeked a good friend but never found one. The only one I think I can talk to is so far away from me. Behind the wall.

I wish I could just break this Damn Wall!
if can only make her love me, if I can only get her to care.

The Hell with what I think. My mind is not right. Not logic. My heart is not straight.
I hurt and bleed. Does it matter, does it not? Who cares? Do I?

her face, she is all think of. Obsession or adoration?
does she like me?

some knife cut through me, actually cut me in 2
who am I? Who r u?

I am you and u r me. I hope that One day we would set each other free.
God! Are you reading this? Cause I hope u do. No one in this world can save me but You.

I hurt and bleed on this side of this wall.
on the other side I hope she wouldn't hurt at all.

God I pray you would listen and hear, look down on my falling tears.
spare me the cross I bear, Free me from my roaming fear.
of the words I can't hear, the she doesn't want me this near.
if she is not for me and I am for her, then why is she to me so dear?

O God see my tear, to my prayer listen and hear.

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