Almost Breathless

Almost breathless

Untied unbound-high in spirits with no way to come down,
Inflated elated-no need for God with ears unsound,
Isolated, alone-no place to call home, too blind to see.
The Holy Spirit made me different, now nowhere to be found,
HOW can I again forever be set free?

Unspoken words of truth become nothing but lies,
Sitting with no passion afraid, a prisoner in disguise,
The flavor of iniquity's sweet liquor drowning in need.
The Holy Spirit who had put words in me more dead than alive,
WHY do I continue to let errant words make me bleed?

Unaware, unawake in a daze out of breath,
Running on a treadmill, being chased by death,
Leg and arms flailing no place do I go.
The Holy Spirit no longer guiding I am now deaf,
WHAT do I do, does anyone know?

Unable disabled crying for reviving grace,
No longer familiar with a God who had known my face,
Tears are flowing to a false god called money.
The Holy Spirit on the outside lost in space,
WHO then will I worship when I no longer feel funny?

At one time I was labelled a Christian delivered,
In time of trial and hardship was ultimately severed,
Holy Spirit don't let this be the the destiny I have chosen.
Send your whisper my way for in me you take pleasure,
COULD this be the day my cold body is unfrozen?