Dazed and Confused

Blurry thoughts going through my head
Times and trials that have gone and been said
These days of torture in my head
Like the bullet and the lead
Going right through my head
Will God ever listen to me
Will God ever See?
My frustration of the days that passed
How long will this last?
Our trials and pain make us stronger
But I almost can't last any longer
It's driving me insane
Like never ending rain
Pulsing through my veins
Creating this pain
All these uncomfortable thoughts and feelings
Slapping me in the face as I hit the ceiling
I just want things to be ok
Maybe things will be ok today
As I put my head to rest
Am I really dead or am I blessed

Reviews

[TLK]

I'm not sure about you "hitting the ceiling".