When you’ve got no place to run to, to whom do you turn
With whom can you trust your heart with to share your concern
At times I stand at a distance, on the outside looking in
Watching others live there lives, I don’t know where to begin
For deep inside there are walls, unsure who to trust
Slowly I let them down to live again, only because I must
If you don’t deal with pain, it will deal with you
While confronting feelings is not easy, it’s what we have to do
If we try to run away from them, they come beating down the door
Suffocating the life from you, of this I am sure
Honestly I’m quite tired of dealing with these emotions
But the waves keep rolling in, like a pattern in the ocean
In order to move forward, you have to lean into the waves
These emotions are quite powerful, so I have to be very brave
For in the quiet times when the noise has ceased
Is when they surface begging for relief
I’m thankful for the arms that hold me, a gentle soothe upon my back
If I don’t release them, I’ll have a panic attack
My heart will start to race, fight or flight takes over, I want to run and hide
But if I don’t express them, surely I will die
It’s okay to not be okay, simply stand where you are
And no that feelings will get easier to cope with, when others seem afar
Simplicity lies when they are no words to be spoken
There are no answers to provide when a heart is broken
Please don’t give a quick answer or compare me to a story of yours
For inside I’m broken, no other heart knows my sorrow or joys
Only God himself is the only one who could understand
I simply just acknowledge him, he replies “just stand”
For my storms may be different than yours, but every heart bleeds
Everyone deals with grief differently, everyone has different needs
Allowing someone to go through this process has to simply be
I don’t want to be cheered up, or distracted, I want to be me
Easier said than done I suppose, because human nature is to fix
Taking out a wrench or hammer, just can’t be in the mix
Living for today because that’s what I am told
By my heavenly father, trusting I’ll come out pure gold
For he is with me in the fire, surely I won’t be set ablaze
Coming out not smelling of smoke, acknowledging him in all my ways
For when I want run, he beckons me to stand
You dont have to have an answer, simply hold my hand
