It is in times like this
never should it be just this time
with a broken spirit
a face long drawn in a crawl
staring blankly on the wall
I reach out to that higher power
forgiving and merciful from His mighty tower.

It is in times like this
never should it be just this time
with a deep sense of lost
I feel that my world is crushed
I reach out to that higher power
forgiving and merciful from His mighty tower.

It is in times like this
with a broken spirit
with a deep sense of lost
I reach out to that higher power
forgiving and merciful from His mighty tower.

My face long drawn in a crawl
staring blankly on the wall
I am now cornered
decidedly my fate a doormat
smirk on their faces they walk all over me
the glee not hidden for my humiliation that is to be.

I reach out to that higher power
forging and merciful from His mighty tower
I know I will laugh last
never been my faith grown so fast.






with a deep sense of lost
that our world has crumble down
and with that emptiness we are on our knees
that we reach out to that higher power
somewhere and somehow smiling from HIS mighty tower.

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