Oh, my precious soul,
where the blackness of discontentment lurks, if only
the sun would brightly shine.
The torments and unrest
of all the world’s troubles are on my shoulders
alone.
The heaviness and pain
of each dark cloud, no doubt was given to me by design.
Never a positive thought
do I have; continually all I do is moan and groan.
I watch all God’s
splendor pass me by, never once believing I could
fly.
In the security of my
own self-imposed prison; not seeing a way to flee;
just on the verge of breaking down.
Appalling fear and self-doubt
are destroying my soul; you see I have given up and
won’t even try.
Hiding my shame of depression
and self-hatred, I wear the painted face of a clown.
Never, never once did
it cross my mind, not even once… never once
did I realize I could truly fly.
The strength of my doubting thoughts and the demons
of my past keep me from walking through God’s
lighted door.
Never, never once did
it cross my mind, not even once… never once
did I believe I could soar through the awesome blue
sky.
Just like the turn of
a key or the turn of a knob… just as easy as
that I made my life so much more.
For me, a new life began
with just a positive thought or two, then my thoughts
grew into three or four, then there were more and
more; so many I can no longer count.
By simply changing my
thinking my mind grew into a beautiful garden, and
it all started with just one positive seed.
The yearning of dreams
unfulfilled; now wonderfully put in front of me; each
day, right before my eyes, I watch my blessings continue
to mount.
All the burdens of my
self-inflicted pain and self-denial, always saying,
“I can’t,” from this prison I have
been freed.
I now stand on a mountaintop
with my head way above the clouds; there is no doubt
the beautiful golden rays of the sun will always shine
down on me; all that is required of me is to simply
try.
So many dreams in my life I have the desire to achieve,
at last I have the key, and finally I realize they
all must start inside of me.
All I have to do is
want to fly bad enough; believing in myself, all I
have to do is spread my wondrous wings and sail way
up high in the sky.
Belief in myself, never
doubting for a second, planting seeds of flowers;
these are the keys, now my happiness and inner peace
is a guarantee.
The key is me…
The key is me...
