Momentum

I cry out for help,
but is that what I really need?
I ask for faith,
but it's never left my side.
I use my pleas as a distraction
from what I'm trying to hide.

All of my scars burn
because over and over,
they are cut open.
The fault is only mine.

I'm asking for something I already have,
it's my way of avoiding the real problem.
But with you by my side,
I can move mountains.
I'm not in need of faith,

I need momentum.

So when I get to that mountain,
I can push it away...
Effortlessly.