My Sol Glasses

I slip on my son glasses
To cover my tears
As everything I have inside clashes
All my hopes, dreams, and fears
I take all I have and I hold it high
But all I grasp in my palms is air
I take my faith, and I cannot rely
On all that I once viewed as fair
Look at my heart broken and black
Take me away from here, please, fast
I feel the curse of the faith I lack
I know if I run back I can last
But without You I will die
I am fading quickly, I feel the heat
All I can do now is ask, "Why?"
Please Lord, save me, only You can defeat
This sickness that consumes my soul
Cure me Father, I need your light
I rip my glasses off, and feel so whole
With your light you made everything right