I’m stuck.
I have nowhere to run to and
nowhere to hide.
The pain that’s been with me has me
fit to be tied.
I’m low on energy and
low on fuel
I’m about to have a duel
within myself.
Don’t know how much longer I can go.
I’m out of service.

I’m Lacking in motivation, but strong in temptation.
I’m suffocating with each breath of air.
I’m losing my affiliation with the human race
I’m moving from here to there
I need to be put in my place
But by whom?
I’m out of service.

I can’t sleep
I wake up at night with a recurring dream
I’m losing you ‘cause I can’t find my theme
What does that mean?
What you sow shall you reap
I’m going nowhere fast
I can’t find you even though I search high and low
I need to move away from the status quo
All systems are not go.
I’m out of service.

This is about someone who has given up hope, and can’t go on anymore. Someone who is trying to find God, but can’t, and doesn’t know what to do. God is always here, within us, not outside of us. Look from within, that is where your hope and strength really are.

 

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