How far must I crawl to escape my regrets?
How long must I cower in the shadows?
My thoughts are filled with images of long ago
I am weakened by years of sorrow
How can I convince myself that all is well
When deep down I know that this is a lie?
I exhaust my strength to grab and pull
I roll over--and I cry
Help me, God, if you are there
Give me the strength to stand up
Erase my thoughts of their despair
Surround me with undying love
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