slowly slipping under
down, down, moving faster and faster
starting to lose my breath I reach
I reach for anything to hold close
desperation begins to set in
mistakes begin to come
I can't turn it off
lying has become a drug
one we are deeply addicted to
farther and farther away from god we slip in what seems to be a
sort of never-ending free fall trying to climb back up seems to be a nearly impossible task now
you feel so lost
you ask you friends for guidance
but all too quickly they tell you that you are fine
but suddenly something tells you
all hope is not lost
you begin to pray to god to
pull you back
you begin to notice the sun again
the darkness begins to fade
you feel crystal clear
and the rest is up to you
he has pulled you out of
the darkest of darknesses
you soon begin to trust in him again and ­focus your life around him
the lying is done.