Journeys of A Man

Thursday, September 21, 2006

sorrow

Here I am again
Desperately reaching out my hand
Towards the sky
Wondering why
Why, why these years have passed
Did I not shed the tears?
Did I not spill the blood?
If only I could hear the truth
Instead of nothing
I’m not acting
This is me
My soul
I don’t hear You
But I’m told you are there
I have faith
It’s my sorrow that gets in the way
I have this dream locked up inside
and I will die
if it never sees the light

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