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Broken Again


I’m quietly losing my mind Silently in the middle of a crowd Smile on my face, to hide the disgrace I find inside and our Show me the way, the vision the truth I cannot obtain it by sitting aloof Do I want to be grounded, or thrown back up? I’m feeling too lonely to dissect this stuff No one shows struggle, who resides in this bubble Am I alone? Or is this my disease fighting for the throne I notice this predicament, is it floating again? I’d thought I lost him, when I sped round the bend I bend and I break, so where’s my cake? I’m bent and I’m broke, these thoughts are a joke I’ve fueled this fire once again But this time it won’t end in a graveyard sin Pick it up now, put yourself back together God can lift my fears; make them light as a feather Breathe in the love, let go of the doubt Now this is what life is singing about
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