Hell's Heaven
Sometimes I don’t know where I am
or why I’m there
It’s unusually dark, my friends tell me
They don’t want to come around
Okay
but please come
It’s quiet here, I know that much
I can’t see my fingers, but I’m waving them in front of my face
Pain
What am I walking on?
A gasp with every step
No wonder they don’t want to come
I close my eyes
It’s the same open or shut
And then the noise
Stop STOP
Old memories, old enemies
Invading
No wonder
But You,
You’re always good
Even here, this darkness can’t touch You
How?
I still can’t see
But I can feel the ache subside
when You’re close
You’re always good
You make this pit a haven
You make this hell a heaven
It’s You
You’re always good