Jesus take the wheel

by Garrett Luchaco   Jan 10, 2007


I worshipped today, but not in my head. All I heard was the music of dread. Dread fed me and taught me a way to survive.
I wonder if my spirit, will ever revive?

What weary words that filled my soul, they took from me what made me whole.
I felt my voice, drift ever away. Not a happy word touched, all twas' death and decay.

I've always wondered what it felt like, to be alone. Without a house, without a home.

My spirit ever wanders, God be my guide. Because all I want, is to hide and hide and hide.

I'm trying to be good, what more do they want? Should I jump off a building? Get lost in a swamp?
What will it take, for them to accept me. The person they don't know, the person they refuse to see.

I just wanna cry and give it all away, take my heart, take my soul, take my pay. "I'm done!" is what I'll say.
You've taken from me every last shred of joy, what more do you want? Why with me, do you toy?

So why do you lie, directly to my face? Do you think I'm not competent? Not of the human race? I understand drama, I understand pain.
What good is rejecting me? What happiness can it gain?

For you I'm praying, harder everyday. But I hope you get what's coming to you, so be ready to pay.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Matt Carroll

    Tiight stuff. I like.
    welcome to the world of p&q.

  • 17 years ago

    by Gasttlee

    Beautifully done. 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Sarah

    Well played out into words love, I pray that God can save us from these problems before they start really cutting deep into who we are...