Oh God how did we get to this place. How did we miss your face? It was all an illusion just a dream, it makes my soul want to scream. The sound of death is all around I feel as if I’m going to drown.
In this hell hole of despair is there anyone who cares. The sand of time is running out. The sound of hope is fading fast.
I took the drug called crack cocaine and ended upon another plane.
But soon reality hit again and on I go with the same old game, round and round like a carrousel taking me deeper into hell. Then in my sorrow, in my pain I heard your voice call my name.
I saw your face full of pain the tears I shed were down your face.
Your arms embraced me and my pain was gone. Each tear that fell from your face embraced my heart with amazing grace.