Murky waters. Thick fog
blanketing the scene.
One step forward or one step back
Makes no difference
Ultimately.
Joyous sounds all around me.
People crooning with glee.
I, alone, stand drenched,
Can no one see?
When will this weight be lost?
When will I be free?
Daylight eludes me
while the abyss beckons,
tempting me with its embrace.
But your thought stays my descent,
Your blessed hand
Calms my withered soul.
Stay with me, oh Lord
And pull me out of the
Chaos that I am in.
