Look Closer

Oh he, he's got a

Pulse beating
Life screaming
Head aching
Mind racing
Thinking
How did my life come to this?

Gulping, gulping
Consciousness fleeting
Spinning, spinning
Skin chilling
Lost in an abyss of loneliness
When did alchol become my only friend?

Weeping, weeping
Painful reminiscing
Flashing, flashing
Heart collapsing
Wishing I was stronger than this
Why'd I leave the people who knew me?

And she, she's got an

Inner craving
Soul pleaing
Mind begging
Body seizing
Thinking
What do I have to lose?

Inhaling, inhaling
Brain fogging
Seeping, seeping
Finally relaxing
Trapped by the need to escape
When did this drug claim me?

Falling, falling
Fingers scratching
Screeching, screeching
Anger flying
Wishing I had turned away
Why'd I give in to this?

And they, they've got

Fists clenching
Adrenaline climbing
Surges rising
Bitterness biting
Thinking
Why am I so angry?

Punching, punching
Everything raging
Crashing, crashing
Body exploding
Overcome by pain
Wishing I could scream forever
When did I let this world chain me?

Fighting, fighting
Sweat pouring
Kicking, kicking
Soul shaking
Wishing I could feel peace
Why can't I escape?

From the outside
They're seen
For what's controlling them
The addiction
The need
The rage
The pain
The bitterness
The loneliness
It's overtaken them

They're judged for their struggle
They're seen as weak
They're mocked and abandoned
Left even more alone

Because we don't see their hearts plea
We don't hear their souls scream
We don't recognize their need for escape
Or their desire to break free

We don't realize their heart is crying
We don't feel their souls dying
Or their mind giving in

So instead of judging what you don't know
Instead of hating what you see as the lowest of the low
Instead of ridiculing those already gasping people
Why don't you think,
What if that were me?

What if my dad had abused me
What if my parents had divorced
What if my mom left me
What if I suffered from rape
What if I never knew any other escape
And what if I did all I was capable of to get rid of the hurt and pain
Yet, still my heart was never satisfied
What if I'd rather just die than try to live with the memories of this life

So maybe instead of sticking our noses high
As we pass by people on the streets
Whose faces are worn and weak
Thinking
They're lazy and underqualified
They don't even try
Maybe, just maybe we should ask their story
Maybe we should be their rescue from feeling lonely
Maybe we should share with them how they are loved
And maybe, just maybe, when they see that there is hope
They'll slowly edge out of the life that they used to know

Maybe if we really try
We can lead them away from the pain and the strife
We can show them the grace and mercy found in Christ
We can teach them of healing, of satisfaction and communion
And maybe, just maybe they'll find freedom

So let's look closer
Into their sorrowful eyes
And let's pray harder
For the people we've walked by
Let's become the hands and feet of Christ
Showing the broken
The one that forever satisfies