Again the voice of reason has
been utterly struck dumb,
I feel my emotions but my body is
completely numb.
Somewhere deep within me, there is
a whisper of doubt,
I don't know if I'm strong enough to
face another bout...
Weakness surrounds me as though it
were the essence of clout.
I've stood still so very long I
feel I cannot move
I cannot change the world as so
many would dissapprove.
But can I break the pattern that
has guarded me from my fears
Only to find that someday it will dim
the image, in the eyes of my peers.
I live on the premise that if its
meant to, it wil be...
Therein, all the powers of Heaven will
unlock these chains and set me free.
