Buried
I have to be the rock
I have to stand strong
Can't let them see my inner anguish
My friends load troubles right down to the inner depths of my soul
Feeling heavy
Falling
Tilting with the weight of all the sorrow not even beared from my soul
Troubles beared from loved ones, friends, people I hold so dear
My problems groaning in the pit of my being under the weight of all the
others
Not from my being from others that I love
From others
I hold their pain and with stand mine that wishes to burst
Let the tears flow
Flow like the river
Pushing against the sides of this walled in soul
Wanting for God to take all the pain, all the sorrow from my heart
Wishing for God to strengthen the thin line of communication between God
and me
Satan at the centre of the line gnawing on my life, gnawing on my soul
My life being burdened by others problems
A persecution to shed a tear in front of those people
If I do
Rows come to life
My life being burdened by others problems
Forever buried under theirs not mine
Only relief, Jesus Fill Me
Or I shall be buried
Forever
Always
Buried