Truth Cut's Like A Knife
A Poem by Jim Nasium

A large building in the middle of no where
I find myself locked inside all alone
I'm with out a TV or radio
a computer or telephone
no electricity to light my way at night
I stumble alone through the dark
what's happen to my life any way
off in the distance I hear some dogs bark

Long hallways with doors that go no where
windows you can't see through
alone and feeling helpless
what the hell am I supposed to do
stuck between a rock and a hard place
I have to trust Him to help me
knowing He's always with me
even if He's impossible to see

Stairwells that go on forever
some go up and some go down
not knowing which way to go
I keep both feet firmly on the ground
waiting for something to happen
like a miracle in my life
funny thing about the truth sometimes
the truth cuts like a knife

A large building in the middle of no where
I don't want to be here at all
this is the hardest thing I ever had to do
but I'll push on and I will stand tall
when you've only one chance left
you do what you got to do
the only thing I pray for
is that this never happens to you...

©2003 Jim Nasium

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