A poem for those hurting and sad
She loved her life in this world as many do, soon...
I wanted to run,
to run towards the edge of tomorrow...
Dear God,
Please don't fight me with arrogance...
I thought that I was done
I was ready to just turn in...
Stress causes mess
De-stress by feeling blessed...
In vain I've tried for so many years,
from a life of sin to be set free...
Seek the father, not your own needs.
Act accordingly to his will...
Walking in, shoulders hunched,
head facing the ground...
We don't think of our greed
or those in desperate need...
In you, I live to die.
For life is death...
Is anything too hard for God?
Is there a problem He cannot face...
HE was sent here to help, Your so beautiful Jesus,
So unholy we are and that's not how HE sees us...