Method to my madness…

There is a method to my madness,

black sky  and  quiet night.

My heart is unsteady,

am I ready?

The beating of the heart,

overwhelming at times,

black sky and quiet night.

Thoughts sit in the head till i can nolonger sing,

My heart is unsteady,

am i ready?

What am I to do?

I dream, cry and laugh.

Sometimes expectations weigh me down,

I still believe that i will wear the crown.

Eyeing my sorroundings,

I get caught in a trance,

longing to fly,

to see where the road leads,

what am I to do,

in matters of  love, wisdom, and Jesus?

I want to be a voice for the voiceless,

for the misunderstood,

for the forgotten,

for the forsaken.

with eyes as wide and as open as the ocean,

filled with such compassion,

filled with a desire for action.

full of emotions,

I dream, cry and laugh

There is a method to my madness,

Black sky and Quiet night

My heart is unsteady,

Am I ready?