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Lord, Tell why you have given me these obstacles I have obtained during this short life? I long to know what good will come from all these battles. I battle with this depression, I fight myself to not drink, yet I do not win. Why have I been given an abusive Step Father? What is my Mother's justification to her ignorance? I do the best with what I have, Although I do long for these answers. I feel I deserve that much, answers for why you have made me the way I am. Feelings of being left on a shelf and forgotten, feelings of being partially what you wanted yet not completely. Please Lord, Look down from the heavens you reside within Have pity on my soul Pity on my pain Take these undesirable tears These feelings of hurt Take all this and have mercy on me!! |
I am so sorry for everything. I really wish that I could just jump through my computer and hug you, but, if you believe in what the bible says, look up Revelation 12 9, and you'll see, that its not God giving you this pain. but, i'm not here to preach to you. This poem, lacks nothing, and if anybody ever tells you other wise, it is because they have no feeling. This poem, is nothing, but bare true to the core emotion, of true feelings and wonder of deppresion and saddness. Your words, are true meaning of what you feel inside. Each word, brings a stab of pain to the reader. It does't get more emotional and true than this. You hide nothing in your poems. You simply write how you feel, and thats what makes your writings so wonderful. The fact that no one has commented yet, is a shame, because it only shows that they don't have the gutts to aknowlege how you feel and what you are going through. If I could, I would rapp my arms around you, and take you away from your world. I would take away your pain. I'm sorry for your misery. But know this, you are not forgotten. no. You never will be. | Posted on 2009-07-25 00:00:00 | by grimmreaper | [ Reply to This ] | |