How can I express the burden captured inside?

How could I bear to let you know?

What I carry is my to keep.

It's my weight that has been forged.

I'm not as strong as I seem.

For I play the masquerade,

And I've become a master at my work.

Yet, it's still easy to see.

The open wound that fails to heal,

Is ripped at the weakened seams.

Try as I might, I can't seem to find,

An escape from this bondage.

God, you know my heart,

And you know my soul.

You hold all that it takes.

All that I need to find rest.

Only you can lift the shadow.

Let this darken void disperse.

I shouldn't feel they way that I do,

Jesus, set me free, set me loose.

I surrender all to you.