IndecisiveA Poem by TahjI feel lost sometimesAnother day wasted, writing these letters to the unknown person in my head I can hear the voices, but can they hear me? This pain is unbearable; Mental Stress My pastor says Jesus will find a way But everyday I go further astray I cannot feel him, hear him, why is it then that I believe? The majority of us seem to believe that he will return One day and save the saved, but discard the unsaved. How does that benefit me, how does it benefit you? Have you been saved, do you know the truth? I don't, I'm still buried in sin and my own beliefs Addicted to the world and everything in it, I wish I could save myself, but I'm too young and wild to be the savior. Sometimes I even think that there's nothing to live for waiting for death to knock on my front door, but what will that solve? Yes, the pain would be dissolved and replaced with myself burning in eternal fire but is that what I truly want or is it a false desire? The truth is this, I don't know what I want.
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Added on July 10, 2015 Last Updated on July 10, 2015 AuthorTahjKingston, JamaicaAboutAspiring writer aiming to please and tease the minds of readers. Sometimes all we need is a poem or a story to save us from ourselves; The words will be your friend even when you feel all alone, they .. more..Writing
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