Right Above It

Lord I’m begging for you to save my soul, lately I’ve become so cold…watching myself die when I look in the mirror the reflection is starting to look like the me of the old

I keep combating against the urge to become what I once renounced

Smile is rarely seen these days

Walking around on edge, belligerent…ready to set any wrong doer a blaze

Satan get back

Don’t try to overtake my soul

It belongs to the Lord

And even though I don’t always live my life in His image, He is the ruler of all

…Of all

Never let me down

Please don’t let me fall as I hang on for dear life

Feeling my fingers slipping

Went from right above it to now living in it

Will I be able to climb out of the abyss? 

Guess we shall see

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