Wrestling with my Thoughts

It’s Friday, got the plans, got the cash And as the clock strikes ‘seven’, we got the alcohol and the dash. The life in the world is “cool” for the moment... When all is done, you feel terrible and hopeless. Morning has come, a bright and new day for all But I’m wrestling with my thoughts, past and the evil force Silently devouring mental stability, its killing me... Wondering... “Has Heaven closed its doors on me?” Faced with the reality of life and its ‘potholes’, Am I strong enough to handle life’s path? And if so, still keep my soul? What on earth does this life have to offer me? And how do you bypass the pain and all the agony? Where do I find true peace and comfort, when I am my worst enemy? I’m wrestling with my thoughts like demons inside me Piercing my mind, turning my very own conscious against me. Nowhere to go to, now that I’ve become the world’s enemy. I’m on my knees, what do I have to lose? “Help my unbelief and cleans my soul dear Lord Break these chains as I give my life to Your use! Done by:Angelo Hedley