Feelings

by Shawn Smith - Sept 6, 2004

The lost

The might have been

The purity

That's stained with sin

The disappointments manifold

The agony of spirit that goes untold

The unfulfilled desire

The wrenching pain

Will I ever enjoy life again?

The feelings of deficiency

Are constantly hovering over me

And as I lay me down to sleep

I pray the Lord my soul will take

And if I awake to morning's light

God give me the courage to fight the good fight