circle-of-fire
06-03-2006, 05:08 PM
Trying
I don’t know how many times I’ve tried,
To help myself and make me whole,
I’ve lost all faith and hope of succeeding,
So I pry to God to mend my soul.
It seems like I’ll never again be able,
To honestly say that I’m OK,
So in my heart I’m having to face,
That this intolerable feeling is here to stay.
I try to cover up the emptiness,
So that others wont be able to see,
The pain that’s always inside my head,
Because I don’t want them to worry about me.
So now I’m trying once again,
To recover the life that I’ve lost,
I’m reorganizing my priorities,
Now it’s life I want the most.
I don’t know how many times I’ve tried,
To help myself and make me whole,
I’ve lost all faith and hope of succeeding,
So I pry to God to mend my soul.
It seems like I’ll never again be able,
To honestly say that I’m OK,
So in my heart I’m having to face,
That this intolerable feeling is here to stay.
I try to cover up the emptiness,
So that others wont be able to see,
The pain that’s always inside my head,
Because I don’t want them to worry about me.
So now I’m trying once again,
To recover the life that I’ve lost,
I’m reorganizing my priorities,
Now it’s life I want the most.