I still talk to Jesus

I still talk to Jesus,
I still pray,
I just think he’s gone away,
I still fight my demons,
I’m trying to keep them at bay,

Jesus I know I’ve been distant,
I’m not expecting you to fix it,
But I’m growing weary of this fight,
And I’d like to think that your growing weary of this sight,
And even If your just in my head, I still need your help,

I’m falling apart with each stroke of this pen,
Embarrassed because of how strong I’ve been,
But how have I become,
I just wanted to hear your voice,
But now I’ve found it to be such a foolish choice,

Jesus I know I’ve been distant,
And I not expecting you to visit,
But I’m growing weary of this distance,
Though I know I’ve become used to this,

I still talk to Jesus,
I still pray,
Even though I think he’s gone away,
I still have faith,
I’m still waiting for Jesus