Friday, 30 March 2018

Tortured soul

Never knew where to turn 
Never knew where to stay
Low? Couldn’t been lower 
Yet I fight with the reserves to possess
I will face this battle and overcome the test.

Scared! Inflicted by myself
and people I thought that cared,
I am now flourishing, working hard 
Those who I thought had my back
Well... they are gutless as I no longer lack.

Hurting....
Wanting...
People you felt saved your soul
At least I now know where I stand 
Anyway, my story ends good
2 angels protected my soul, in which I thought my parents should.

Now Jesus has hit me with all the glory to Obide
Looking here and there for a saviour to protect
Welcome the lord into his arms
The glory is great and welcome fate.

Be at peace with god 
And all anger shall deflect into a different place,
The humility of the lord 
Is captured through the breaking of sins
Those who judge, shall not win.

Jason Andrews
30th March 2018
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