NUMB
NUMB Trapped in this prison of grief, In search of a good reason to live, Or to leave without ceasing to breathe. I'm numb, please, do not listen to me. I've fought these very thoughts in my head, But I've lost cause hope never caught what I said. It's my lot, butterflies and moths in my bed All jump to their deaths; dreams pumped full of lead. At war with the currents, broken paddles and a boat, Tears fall in torrents as I battle to stay afloat. I'd drown in my regrets, a clown demands respect? I've found below the ground a crown to wipe this sweat. Though heaven's a mile away, it's been a while I prayed. I try, but can't deny how far my life has strayed. That long walk back to Zion, blisters in my soul, The serpent of my past still slithers in control. I want to feel faith, I want to fill voids. I want to find strength till these walls are destroyed. I want to feel God, I want to find peace. Been stuck with these odds; still hop...