Breaking Point

Here I am again.
I don't want to be here.
Why have I come here?
What draws me to this place?

The world is spinning around me.
I feel like I'm standing still.
I just want to let go.
And run!

To run, and be free.
To run, and be me.
To find who I am,
And come back a whole man.

What has brought me here?
Why can't I leave?
What is keeping me here?
Why can't I breathe?

To wish for freedom,
A man first finds himself bound.
What if that freedom is wrong?
An answer cannot be found.

I just want...

To run, and be free.
To run, and be me.
To find who I am,
And come back a whole man.

I stand at the edge.
On the other side is broken.
Which way will I break?
Has the answer already been spoken?

Do I have a choice?
Can true freedom be found
In this bondage I wish to break?
Or will I just break down?

I still feel the need...

To run, and be free.
To run, and be me.
To find who I am,
And come back a whole man.

Devil, get away from me!
Jesus' blood is over me!
Holy Spirit comfort me!
God, come down and guide me...

To run, and be free.
To run, and be me.
To find who I am,
And come back a whole man.

- Iszi