This one I often look inward, to see outside myself,
Sometimes seeing things that eyes cannot see.
The vision gets cloudy
When the heart feels pain,
Causing uncommon mistakes in identity.
I will summon the aide
Of this being within me,
To help to combat
This crisis that I face.
This great sadness of the heart,
Wears a strange disguise of sorts,
And no lyric of song can erase.
I reach deep down within myself,
For my savior lives there…
When I’m helpless, I am sure that he can
Give me strength to endure.
What alone, I could never…
Turn the pages, and bring about
A new man.
Waltdog.
