In the Box
Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2010 8:53 amOne day I woke up in this box
and although there was light it was dark
I felt comfortable, yet not quite at ease I wondered how I got here And if I even wanted to leave
The box has become my hiding space
A safe, familiar, but dangerous place
In this box I eat a lot
Feel lonely, cry and sleep a lot
I want out...
I see an exit, an escape that's hard to make
There's a way out I can't seem to take
Forever will I be trapped here?
Will I get use to and adapt here?
I hope not
Cursed be my birth!
Maybe 36 years is enough on this earth
In this box I want to die
Just end my life, but too coward to try
I am afraid
Outside the box, there's this image I must uphold
So I wear masks, If truth be told
Pride has gotten the best of me
I show only what I want others to see
I am in hiding
But I know for a fact, that there is someone
That sees all and whom I can't hide from
He offers many times, for me to come before Him
I refuse and like a fool I ignore Him
I am rebellious
This box is like a cage, a jail, a prison
It has taken captive my purpose my vision
My will to live is gone
I do not want to carry on
I am hopeless
The four walls of this box seem to be closing in
On the left is life issues on the right is my sin
Evil is coming at me, and pushing me from behind
I have no choice but to look up and that's where I find
The hand of God, stretched out .
I cry as I'm being pulled out of the box
Detached from the bondage of chains and locks
The prayers of others and of mine
Have been answered just in time
I am free
I look down on the box from which I've been saved
And see on each side the word depression engraved
Not a place you want to be
But a place from which you can be set free
I am a witness
Teo aka LuvFlowsThruMe
Copyright 2010 (c) All Rights Reserved
and although there was light it was dark
I felt comfortable, yet not quite at ease I wondered how I got here And if I even wanted to leave
The box has become my hiding space
A safe, familiar, but dangerous place
In this box I eat a lot
Feel lonely, cry and sleep a lot
I want out...
I see an exit, an escape that's hard to make
There's a way out I can't seem to take
Forever will I be trapped here?
Will I get use to and adapt here?
I hope not
Cursed be my birth!
Maybe 36 years is enough on this earth
In this box I want to die
Just end my life, but too coward to try
I am afraid
Outside the box, there's this image I must uphold
So I wear masks, If truth be told
Pride has gotten the best of me
I show only what I want others to see
I am in hiding
But I know for a fact, that there is someone
That sees all and whom I can't hide from
He offers many times, for me to come before Him
I refuse and like a fool I ignore Him
I am rebellious
This box is like a cage, a jail, a prison
It has taken captive my purpose my vision
My will to live is gone
I do not want to carry on
I am hopeless
The four walls of this box seem to be closing in
On the left is life issues on the right is my sin
Evil is coming at me, and pushing me from behind
I have no choice but to look up and that's where I find
The hand of God, stretched out .
I cry as I'm being pulled out of the box
Detached from the bondage of chains and locks
The prayers of others and of mine
Have been answered just in time
I am free
I look down on the box from which I've been saved
And see on each side the word depression engraved
Not a place you want to be
But a place from which you can be set free
I am a witness
Teo aka LuvFlowsThruMe
Copyright 2010 (c) All Rights Reserved