The Journey

It's a lousy life when you live to die

Caught in a world of thieves, heartaches, broken dreams

In trying to get by your stream of faith runs dry

Living inside a slum

Pain's sting starts feeling numb

Is this who I've become?

Lost in my memories

of distant shouts and suffering

But I know there's someone listening.

Out of the dark days into a new place

No going back to what we've left behind

Today is a new day, living it my way

No telling what I'll find

On this journey of mine