The Eye of the Storm
Echoes in and out of my mind
Clouding my vision with an unrelenting force
Altering my life from its planned course
I am told
That my life will unfold
But will I ever break the mold
From the lies that I have told?
I live in lies that I have made
Which I am forced to hide among
Afraid to feel, afraid to show my true feelings
For I am scared of my fears
Why does my soul feel so barren
When I stand here with you
Distant skies will never bring me close
Close to what I need, to prevail in these times
The anchor holds me down so I can’t breathe
My soul grows dimmer till I can’t find
The light in front of my face
My soul turns dark and is in need of grace
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