open your spiritual eyes, and look past the grey
get on your knees, close your natural eyes and pray
Tough times are only for a short while, they don't last always
Have you ever seen it rain for more than 14 days?

Think about it for a moment, just when the storm is at worst
that's when the sun clears the clouds, and rays begin to burst
cause nothing dark can remain, when light permeates through
there's a message in this poem, written especially for you

cause I don't have to know you to hear your weak, faint cry
here take this poetic tissue, and wipe the tears from your eye
cause slitting a wrist condemns a life to eternal fire and damnation
although your soul was purchased for a price, forclosure voids compensation

if you understand the words I speak, then you can hear my heart
speaking life to a cycotic soul, looming in the dark...
there is a savior who will wipe your tears, calm your fears, and is open to hear
if you don't know Him, JESUS is His name...call him now...and HE will draw near