How long will this happen?
We are wrecked, turning to idols to satisfy the hunger
only You can fill. Worthless,
our attempts to find comfort in the emptiness of this
world. They choke us out thinking we will find it,
pour more salt into the wound.
This won't be my end, I have just begun to know what
it means to live, forget this,
I am done with emptiness. There is more than what this
world will tell us to live for,
the cares and the burdens will no longer be concern.
I will leave everything and watch it melt away with
greater purpose than self sufficient therapy.
I will not go quietly, too long we have listened to
the lies that only drag us down,
they choke us out until we die,
I will never die like the rest who get swallowed alive. I will never die.