A Way Out

Closed in… no escape. Moving… going nowhere.

Searching… nothing found.

Used, misused, abused…

Can’t hide the pain anymore.

Can’t cover my frustration… even if I spend hours of my time and every product I own, makeup can’t conceal what I feel.

Waiting… seeing no changes.

Just waiting for this season of sorrow to end… Yes the one I feel

I put myself in.

I can’t stand where I’m at and I can’t stand where I’ve been.

I’m my own purgatory and my patience is wearing thin.

Tired… getting no rest

Eyes shut… mind wide open.

Tired of words bein’ spoken in vain, being bribed and hoodwinked by fancy

material things. I’m just tired of FAKE! I NEED A WAY OF ESCAPE!

But who can I call on, who can I go to?

They tell me there’s a God that’ll save me from whatever mess I’m in…

Well, I need a way out…where is He then?