We Need to TalkLord, I need a reason to believe all I have is things to grieve over Lord I know your there but I haven't seen enough to when me over. My life I spent sober but drunk with pain still I never cry your name in vain and nothing I need proof ,not that your full of vengeance but of you benevolence and love show me something because my loyalty is beginning to sway. Cause my burdens are starting to way me down. My whole life is a frown, I know I reap what is sewn but I'm reaping fruits that couldn't have been grown by me. And I know you see this and still nothing thats why I'm so pissed. Your ambivalance is going to put me in a ambulance and all I want is a chance to lift some weight or let me in to the gates cause if you can't beat them join them and since you won't grant me peace I'm gonna join in. Now wait if I end it myself I cant get in through the pearly gates. Thats great I just want to see my son and I thought I was your son you know what I'm through with the rules I'mloading thisgun click! click!. Now ain't this a trip all this time and you sign is a gun that jammed I guess I cant quit cause life is marathon and not a sprint but what about my future could I have a hint guess not screw it thanks for letting me vent see you next week. I love these talks we have they are so private.
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