There was a time when I wondered what was right and what was wrong...I asked myself "What if wrong is right and what if right is wrong? Who is to say either way? Should I stay or should I go?"
See, I was at the fork in the road and I didn't know which direction to go.
I questioned "In the end, does it matter?"
I pondered on how it has been said "Those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind and that it's mind over matter" (I think that's how the saying goes)
There was a time that my feelings shattered and it seemed as if nothing else mattered. I didn't know how to kill the scattered pain remained.
I was in a game called circle and I didn't know how.
Day after day I took another shot through my vessels and veins, in hopes to at least ease the pain and send the pieces down the drain while looking at my soul through a window pane.
Can any of you relate?
My life was at stake and I was stuck between fear and faith.
For so long I would forget everything and run.
I would chase that high and wish I would die. I wondered why I was still alive.
There finally come a point where the pain broke all of my joints.
To the core it hurt sore.
Then came God knocking on the door...
I was broken inside and I couldn't find the strength to climb...
I kept trying to get up but something kept knocking me down quick and abrupt...
That's when I just reached my hand out...
And then I heard a shout...
See, I was at the fork in the road and I didn't know which direction to go.
I questioned "In the end, does it matter?"
I pondered on how it has been said "Those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind and that it's mind over matter" (I think that's how the saying goes)
There was a time that my feelings shattered and it seemed as if nothing else mattered. I didn't know how to kill the scattered pain remained.
I was in a game called circle and I didn't know how.
Day after day I took another shot through my vessels and veins, in hopes to at least ease the pain and send the pieces down the drain while looking at my soul through a window pane.
Can any of you relate?
My life was at stake and I was stuck between fear and faith.
For so long I would forget everything and run.
I would chase that high and wish I would die. I wondered why I was still alive.
There finally come a point where the pain broke all of my joints.
To the core it hurt sore.
Then came God knocking on the door...
I was broken inside and I couldn't find the strength to climb...
I kept trying to get up but something kept knocking me down quick and abrupt...
That's when I just reached my hand out...
And then I heard a shout...
LIVE!
The lightning streaked and the thunder rolled...
He gave me the strength to hold on...
Because I couldn't do it on my own...
Up I arose and recovery I chose at the fork in the road...
Because I couldn't do it on my own...
Up I arose and recovery I chose at the fork in the road...
6 And when I passed by thee, and saw thee polluted in thine own blood, I said unto thee when thou wast in thy blood, Live; yea, I said unto thee when thou wast in thy blood, Live.
Ezekial 16:6
Ezekial 16:6
Don't forget everything and run, instead:
#FaceEverythingAndRise
#FaceEverythingAndRise
Then you #Get2Steppin
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