What is left I asked myself, I wasn't really sure,

I'd hoped that after all this time I would've found the cure.

To all the hollow spaces that live inside of me,

Once I lived in innocence and my soul was free.

I really don't know what to think about this life I live,

I open up my heart to all and freely with it give.

I walk blindfolded in my life not knowing what's ahead.

I hope for things that won't break hearts and bring great joy instead.

Prayer is all that comforts me, and gives courage for me to stand,

My legs may shake , my soul may quake ,but Jesus holds my hand.

© Kateira
May 5, 1998

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