Forsaken Seasons

Found on that delivery day has brought me back to the

Hey I can't continue this way

I say, I just can't keep doing this

I throw it away trashing the ideas I kept screwing with

Invasive thoughts catch my drift

As the swift current carried me away and

Now I don't know what to do but keep trudging this day

I'm tired of trying to fake it all

As this fall is unreal

I peel and keel over

Wishing I'll find the next four-leaf clover but

It's winter when I look and summer when I book it

End this season

I suspend my reason to keep moving as

I constantly keep losing

Satan must have a tight grip on this lead as it leads me

No longer the motivation to plead to God for my being freed

Just gonna let these old scars continue to bleed

Not sure of what I want because I don't get what I need

As my thoughts continue to haunt me as I haunt this street

Starting to become gaunt as I can't break this beat

But then I hear a voice invade

Cutting through my forsaken stew saying

Take a seat on this curb

I draw a labored breath and reply no Sir

I am to continue this endless beat down

This God forsaken street

Hopefully back to the dead end

Where I can rend these timed seasons and

Finally begin to unwind

But just as the voice starts to say

I rebuke that devil

I trip over a train track and stumble lying flat on my back

I look up at the sky and see a bright glowing white light

And start to feel lifted from the endless beat blight

I roll over to my knees

Remembering how I once pleased a Lord

Who was always forgiving

I hear His voice again saying

Take to your knees and start praying

So I pray and

I pray Lord please forgive me this day

Then comes a reply from that sky

In the form of a reuniting cry out

I realize I let the devil fill my mind with doubt and

Without God having forgiven us for our sins

I would have stayed

On this endless beat where only Satan wins