I'm lying restlessly on the ground
Listening to the tectonic plates making sound
While my heart pounds hardly against my chest
I'm Waiting for my soul to be found.
I'm awaiting for something that will forever delay
And I'm trying to let go but my heart is telling me to stay
I no longer know what to say
For the time I'm loosing, an expensive price is what I'm going to pay
So help me you with your pure soul
Pick me up
My strength is drained by worthless things
Pain and emotional strain is what they bring
The gospel of Christ is what I'll always sing
But help me you innocent thing
At least raise me up
Help me stand up with my bruised ego
Help me build up my confidence before we go
For if I leave like this, your infinite speed will be too slow
For the sadness and loneliness within me forever grows
So help me my innocent bro
Pick me up
All I say or do always has a negative repercussion
The consequences are inevitable, it contradicts my actions
Sadness and loneliness are one of my favourite emotions
So help me before I commence a self execution
Raise me up
My soul experiences trauma, for it is broken
Old memories of my life act as a token
Of all the happiness that the world has stolen
From me
I no longer have a reason to live
So help me dear friend
Pick me up
©infinitee
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