From time to time,
there’s a glitch in my heart,
in my mind,
and in my soul.
it leaves a cold spot, with a numbness.
I try to figure out how to revive it back to purpose.
I’m no doctor,
but I try to fit the pieces,
though inside my passions faint.
I hear a voice that is still and kind.
I regain a new strength from the Creator of my mind.
he tells me he’s patient,
I am still in my spirit,
and now understood.