I lost myself a while ago

I lost myself because I lost all hope.

Still, slowly, I try and stand

Though I fall and fall, I will never land

Because in the depths of my heart I know I can do this

God as my witness, I know I’ll get through this.

Forgive me if I sometimes I wish to die

But sometimes I tire of standing and prefer to lie…

Still I cry because it is not my time,

But to wish away a gift that He has given me

Makes me think irresponsibly.

He hasn’t given up on me…

Neither should I, you, she or he.