His Wretched Soul

I know a man..
who lost his spirit
who couldn't be
what he wanted to be
who thinks he's less
but in truth,
he was more

His eyes speak of a battered soul
indefinite and swollen
insecurity grips him
his heart, torn apart
alone, he stood
against a life
he wanted to vanish from
his voice,
paved the way to freedom
but left him wounded to the core

I know a man who's like a little child

I know...
Because tonight, I sing to him my greatest lullaby...



It was and still is worth the risk to be with you...