Irritated, Frustrated,
It isn't a good state to be.
Troubles and problems created,
a dreadful mount confronting me.
I'm changing, I'm changing,
for better or for worse.
Disrupting, shouting,
Why am i stuck with this curse?
Looking around, things i confound,
i am just mixing things up.
spirit to pouind, troubles around,
this is just not my cup.
there is hope, like a rope,
which i can glady grab.
hard to cope, with this rugged slope,
this wound i hope will be covered by a scab.
But there is a hope i have found,
in someone who makes a way for me.
a hope that i abound,
a faith i cannot see.
This step i take, this choice i make,
it is not a blindless leap.
Miracles I've seen, through troubles i've been,
God's grace and love is just so, so deep.
Sunday, January 09, 2005
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