Sometimes, I’m just. . . . Tired
I can’t face all I have left on my journey
My eyes seem vacant of tears that scream to appear
I refuse to die here in a desperate state of mind
I’m torn in pieces but it will come together like a quilt
I must continue to travel these steps one by one
God, don’t let me lose my song!
No more games and whispers and trails and detours
I’m waiting for change
Change that comes like rain over my soul
I run until I run no longer
My steps refuse to cease
I’m here for a reason
Show me why I exist!