When I go to sleep, I wake in different places.
I find myself standing in a grave yard alone.
Its cold empty and dark
No sign of hope.
I begin to sink in the grave.
Despair takes hold of me,
My body numb and frozen
I no longer have strength to fight death.
Now even in my wake death follows me
You now begin to suck the joy out of my life
You are no longer a dream but a reality.
Friends don’t know, how my soul pains
Hope is far from my sight but I still see
A sigh glimmer at a distant.
Now in my wake I see death everywhere
The storms are closing me in.
The sea is pulling me under.
The hangman ties a noose on my neck.
I prepare to take my final breathe
The light that was only a glimmer has enveloped me.
My bones are filled with new strength.
Wings grow from my back, and lift me up.
The noose on my neck breaks
The deep water lose their hold over me
As my wings lift me to new heights.
When I now go back to sleep.
The grave is gone.
The cold has left.
And Death is nowhere in sight.
He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak
Even the youth go tired and weary and the young men stumble and fall. But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength
[There are times where we don’t even know what we are going through, Or why we are going through what we are going through, but our Hope in God is what helps us get though it]