Diary of thoughts #4

Eyes roll down a tear. my heart pierced with a spear. im trying to put my life in gear. I hope the end is near. what do i really fear. Getting left behind here. Waiting for God to appear. Help me to see everything clear. Wipe everything thing away without a smear. Let your words dance in my ear. Let me hear. Let it bring me to a good cheer. Let your power be my cure. As i let you steer.