These Feelings Poem by Joseph Cross

Within these veins, flows blood so pure, yet I still feel so insecure.
Beyond the land, beyond the sea, there is no way I could be free.
I try to find my own way out, But that isn’t what my life is about.
It’s here for love, faith, and trust, not searching through nails, broken glass, and rust.
I’ve fought my demons and faced my fears, and yet I’ve waited all these years
For this stress to let up.
So, on I go through the valley of pain, trying to see light through the pouring rain,
But I am blind in this strange land, and only God can give a helping hand.
And so I fight to make purpose true, Under skies of gray instead of blue,
But no one knows the pain I go through,
Except for God above.
There is no escape in this great life, except for faith through pain and strife.
And so I go and never know why this time must pass so slow.
I travel this land far and wide, and search for something deep inside.
But there is only one thing I can’t hide, And that is my love for you.