TRUTH
If someone could tell the truth for once
not lies, and fake, a puppet dance.
I see through eyes that are not mine,
I feel my soul cry out to time,
Let me be free, inside and out,
I want it now, I need to shout.
To hear the cries so deep inside
I’m tired and sick of trying to hide.
Those voices, noises, shouts and screams,
I no longer want you in my dreams.
It’s God I seek, I feel inside,
It’s God whose love I cannot hide.
I pray with all my heart and soul,
that I can now let shackles go.
Please hold me in your gentle grasp,
Because now I’m free, free at last.
Lovely! X x