Weary Pilgrim
I’m ready to go home
Father I’m lost
I no longer journey
I pathetically roam
It’s dark
The air and the people are anemic
The frost outside
Has entered through my nose and dropped the temperature of my heart
I thought I freed myself from these beastly instincts
Every night they press restart
Humans I love
Those who I would give up my spirit 4
Disappoint me and remind me
Only One can make straight the road
Raise the valleys and lower the mountains
In… my… heart…
I mean like even the minute parts
“Surely God is my help; the Lord is the One who sustains me.”
