Showing posts with label depression. Show all posts
Showing posts with label depression. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

On The Outside Looking In

On The Outside Looking In
(10/13/01)

On the outside looking in, what a way to live
It's got its ups and definitely has its downs
No one to bother you, you've been left alone
No one to talk to you, you're own your own
On the outside, looking in. That's where I am
Most of my life, that's how it's been

They might open a window, might open a door
Let me hear they love me and feel they care
Then like the cold, I'd get shut out
Left to feel the hurt, the tears that follow
In my own little world, that's where I dwell
looking in on a world, as if through a window

Ignored and abandoned, all of my life
Except through a window, a window that's locked
Shut out of their world, shut up in my heart
Never to be accepted, never to be loved
On the outside, looking in. I bet you would know
Has more downs than ups, or so it does show

Shawna K. Whaley

Will I Be Forgiven?

Will I Be Forgiven?
(3/30/01)

Will I be forgiven, if my life I take?
Will God Forgive me, for the choice that I might make?
If I ask before, will He accept my plea?

Will I be forgiven, by friends and family?
I'm running out of reasons, to keep myself alive.
They say there are many, but I just don't see,
I fear that I am losing control, for my sanity I strive.

Will I be forgiven, by the ones that matter most?
Will they see it as my only choice?
Will they understand, understand that I feel lost?
Can they hear it, hear the pain in my voice?

Will I be forgiven, if my life I take?
Will God forgive me, for the choice that I might make?
If I ask before, will He accept my plea?

Shawna K. Whaley

Silent Plea

Silent Plea
(3/29/01)

I sit alone on this silent night,
thinking about my life gone past,
the things I did wrong, and should have done right.
I never realized that life would go by so fast.

In my mind is chaos, confusion, and fear,
I see myself spinning, spiraling down,
I feel helpless inside, I wipe away a tear.
In my own anguish, soon I will drown.

Someone please help me, please hold my hand,
I'm afraid of the thoughts inside my own head,
I need someone near me, by my side please stay,
This is my silent plea, every night before bed.

Shawna K. Whaley