I JUST WANT TO BE WITH YOU, JESUS

STILL CRUSHED
STILL DISMAYED
LYING HERE IN MY DUNGEON
DAY AFTER DAY AFTER DAY
TOO AFRAID TO SAY ANYTHING
FOR FEAR OF RELEASING THE BEAST,
YELLING, NAY SCREAMING
FOR IT SEEMS TO ME NO REASON.
SO I PUT ON MY HEADPHONES,
LISTEN TO MY JESUS MUSIC,
AND WRITE
AND PRAY THAT THERE ARE OTHERS OUT
THERE THAT CAN RELATE.
WHY, GOD, SINCE MY BIRTH
HAVE I BEEN ABUSED?
IT'S BEEN OVER SIXTY YEARS NOW
AND ALL I WANT IS TO BE ALLOWED 
TO COME HOME.
I JUST WANT TO BE WITH YOU, JESUS.
ONLY YOU.

PSALM 42:11

WHY, MY SOUL, ARE YOU DOWNCAST?

WHY SO DISTURBED WITHIN ME?

PUT YOUR HOPE IN GOD.

I WILL YET PRAISE HIM,

MY SAVIOR AND MY GOD.