An Unopened Book
The Power Within
Head fallen into his hands, tears swelled eyes.
He has been pushed up to the point,
To the point of taking his own life.
Ready to give in, end the pain that he's in
Finger on the trigger placed against his head.
a hand falls on his shoulder this is not your end.
Tears were in this strangers eyes when he said.
I am here to show you the power within.
To show you even when life gets to be to tough.
When all your hope of living through it is gone.
Seek inside your soul to the power within you.
You think you are alone, you cannot carry on.
That is when you look to yourself and beat it.
For nothing in this world that you have to face.
Is hard enough that with your faith you can defeat it.
Your problems may seem now hard way to much.
But you have to believe that there is a way passed.
You cannot just give in and throw it all away.
Every problem you have been faced with is out matched.
Slowly he sat up straight, didn't know what to say.
He turned to thank the stranger, to embrace.
But he sat alone in a empty room, he was not alone.
He knew what he saw, he knew that mans face.
He was greatful for the path he was shown.
He has been pushed up to the point,
To the point of taking his own life.
Ready to give in, end the pain that he's in
Finger on the trigger placed against his head.
a hand falls on his shoulder this is not your end.
Tears were in this strangers eyes when he said.
I am here to show you the power within.
To show you even when life gets to be to tough.
When all your hope of living through it is gone.
Seek inside your soul to the power within you.
You think you are alone, you cannot carry on.
That is when you look to yourself and beat it.
For nothing in this world that you have to face.
Is hard enough that with your faith you can defeat it.
Your problems may seem now hard way to much.
But you have to believe that there is a way passed.
You cannot just give in and throw it all away.
Every problem you have been faced with is out matched.
Slowly he sat up straight, didn't know what to say.
He turned to thank the stranger, to embrace.
But he sat alone in a empty room, he was not alone.
He knew what he saw, he knew that mans face.
He was greatful for the path he was shown.
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The Power Within
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