Saturday, February 6, 2010

Though I forsake it...


It's hard to see the things I've seen,

To be where I have been,
So low, so far beyond this life
I never thought I'd stand again
To be this girl, so young and lost
A life with much to hold
With a soul inside beyond it's years
With eyes alive but cold
So many things have come and gone
Loves and lives are lost
And each that makes its exit
Exceeds its priors' cost
The darkest roads are paved and smooth
The sliding down is effortless
It's the climbing up, the moving on
That's almost worse than the distress
Now see my struggles, where they lay
Surpassed, conquered and defeated
Like stones they form a pathway
Where the waters have receded
I've run from shame, to free myself
Though sure I'd never make it
To wake one morning made brand new
My Faith renewed, unshaken. 
-Bing