I don’t want to listen to you
Not anymore
All my life I have trusted you
All my life I have heard about you
I even felt you
So deeply
But what is life like without you?
I heard that losing hope
can bring deliverance
and You are my hope
Why am I writing this?
How could I?
Look what you did for me!
You tripped and bled
And held my head
Those nights when
I couldn’t go on
I am watching myself
Desperately reaching for your hand
But being pulled away by a lie
into the dark
So close to your grasp
But I can’t get it
Don’t lose me God
Bring your promises sweet
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Hey Cheryl, thanks for writing this. I like it. It reminds me when I have tried to do things on my own without God. God's way is better because my way (our way) doesn't work as I've found out. It's something I am learning everyday. I
ReplyDeleteP.S.--Were you really up at 2:08am?? I hope u got some sleep. haha. I guess a Poet never sleeps when an idea comes to them to write it.
I can identify with the poem because I've had those moments
ReplyDeleteVery well written! Yes, Lord-Bring your promises sweet. <3
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