Words of Life, Love and Praise
Oh The Questions
Oh the things in my heart I simply cannot say
for they would shatter your delicate world,
though I need desperately to find my release-
before they devour me......whole.
Why must you do these things to me?
Your torments, taunts and teasing-
Do you somehow feel they will draw me close,
I must say, I do not understand you.
Your hovering and your nagging tone
are pushing me further and further away,
smothering me to the point I cannot breathe
yet you insist you want and need me near.
God, how do get past these many years
dealing with this mess each and every day?
I want to find the "me" that has become lost
among the ruins I have become under your tongue.
Do I simply escape from you without a word?
Would you then understand your torment?
Does trying without gain make any sense at all?
Could I ever really be free of your temperament?
Have these many years been all for naught?
Oh the questions...shall I ever feel resolve?
for they would shatter your delicate world,
though I need desperately to find my release-
before they devour me......whole.
Why must you do these things to me?
Your torments, taunts and teasing-
Do you somehow feel they will draw me close,
I must say, I do not understand you.
Your hovering and your nagging tone
are pushing me further and further away,
smothering me to the point I cannot breathe
yet you insist you want and need me near.
God, how do get past these many years
dealing with this mess each and every day?
I want to find the "me" that has become lost
among the ruins I have become under your tongue.
Do I simply escape from you without a word?
Would you then understand your torment?
Does trying without gain make any sense at all?
Could I ever really be free of your temperament?
Have these many years been all for naught?
Oh the questions...shall I ever feel resolve?
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Oh The Questions
Oh The Questions
