Wicked Life

A wicked life I must have lead,
Long ago before I died.
I remember not what path I followed,
Only that this life‘s been tried.
What evil deeds does my past contain?
Troubled by my dreams, my thoughts...
My purpose yet unclear-
Surely I was severe.

I walk through this life clouded, unsure;
Not understanding where to go.
Why, I do not know.
So much have I still to give,
And want to do in turn.
Why then am I lonesome?
What have I yet to learn?
Do I now pay for sins committed in lives past?
From some crooked road, I’ve trod.
I beg you Lord; I pray answer me.
Deliver me from this nod.