(I Am) Weak
(I am) Weak
They are calling me from within
Hollow cries that never end
I don’t know where to go
Demands violently uttered among
Those that reside deep inside
I hear the whispers soft, gentle
Coercing my thoughts to coincide
I can’t possibly see through this
This cloud of delusion
It eats away at me from the inside
Like a slow burning fire starting
With a handful of smoldering brush
As I turn my back it starts to consume
Everything that lies in its path.
Once began, none can defeat
I need Your help,
I don’t wanna fall,
I can’t stand firm
I won’t stand firm
Because I am weak.
-Isaac DeLeon 2001
