Homesick

Homesick

I’m tired of pretending that I love this daily grind

The loneliness is numbing and I’m about to lose my mind

I’ve mortgaged all of my emotions, spending far more than I make

I’m living in a whirlwind Lord, this soul I pray you’ll take

Those around me do not see the weight, without love they disregard

They treat me as an outcast, Oh Lord it’s just too hard

Please consider this my sole request, know my pleading is sincere

I’ll let go without the drama, I will come without the fear

But if You choose to leave me here Lord, and refuse to take me out

Then please take this painful longing, and remove the crippling doubt

You know the doubt is not in you Lord, for the weakness is my own

My heart cannot endure the struggle, I’m just ready to come home

Phillip Good (From the heart of an average MK)

rpgood57@gmail.com