The Spirit In Me

It erases the black clouds around my head
clears my eyes and all my senses
I speak truth with holy conviction
I feel the power that it bestows upon me

I feel light and weightless
I no longer fear that which I don't understand
I follow step for step up a steep path

When I trip I do not fret
for I am still on the path to salvation
I can see the other paths from where I am

all lit up like the Las Vegas strip
they dance and rattle bones while they walk
the fear hasn't hit them yet

on my narrow path I am being tested
I feel the reward in my soul
the cracks in my heart are filled in with clay

I feel the spirit
now it's mine

Blue and Green

I am a tiny spectrum
I take up space
I'm told I have a purpose
it must be too simple for me to notice
I just can't make a decision
it physically hurts me to let anyone down
want to know how I spend my saturdays?
I sit in a room with the radio on and read the bible.
The sinner's life is much more fun, crazier, unpredictable
I shed my skin already.
Time to enjoy this new life I've been given.

Stagnant

I am an immovable object
a ticking time bomb
I am on self-distruct mode every day
they walk around like they're walking on eggshells
I'm weak but I found endurance somewhere
God seems less far away.
I see him reaching out his hand
I wonder if he can lead me in the right direction.
I might be a prophet
everything will be answered in time
right now I should just walk around blind with faith as my only guide
is it supposed to work like that?

Waiting

When you're in line
you forget who you are
you're taught to be a number
when you're in line

did I miss the answer?
It was close enough to touch
yanked away by someone
I felt it with my fingertips.
Now it's gone.

Conflict

I can't see straight
pills took my eyesight
water doesn't quench the thirst
I feel more than ever
she'll find me.
I won't hide this time.

The Wind

The wind blows through me
shakes my bones
all the thoughts in my head go with it
it stirs me up
and lays me upside down

It takes me from where I was
and shows me where I should be
I float like I weigh an ounce
the wind carries me along

I'm nothing but sand
just particles of glass
it parts me and collects me
pieces that don't go together

What It Feels Like

I feel like a thousand eyes are watching me.
Every move I make has to be calculated, I always have to be ready.
One of these days they're gonna say something or do something to clue me in.
Like they have some fucking plan to capture me or make me do what they want me to.
I feel paranoid, and I feel the strain
Once I leave their presence I feel like I'm safe again.
I feel like a cop or something.
I think they think I'm watching them.
I am.