February 7, 1994
OUT OF FRUSTRATION AND ANGER,
HURTS OF MEMORIES PAST.
MY HEART POUNDED AS I WAITED
FOR A RESPONSE TO THE AGE OLD QUESTION
Why am i here ?
Why do i feel so all alone ?
Why is everything such a mess ?
Why can not i see beyond the clouds of cares ?
Why do i even try ?
Why can't i stop crying ?
Why do i feel Like dyeing ?
Why should i go on living ?
Then a small voice called to me
Looking into his radiance, i saw tears in
His eyes once again i asked, Why ?
His response so tender and soft answered all my whys
I called you here...
I will fix your mess...
I will carry your cares,so you can see..
I do see you trying...
I know that feeling,I cryed many tears too
I am your Friend, I know, I know
What it's like to die.
What it's like to die for you just you
and all your why's
I am Jesus the Way the Truth and the Life...