Sent for me.

Sent for me.

A Poem by ayejodie

I was the non-believer.
The negative.
There were no beautiful thoughts left.
No vision for the future.
I float through days of empty nothings.
I had no purpose anymore.
Maybe it was because I was barely holding on,
Towards the end.
Maybe it was my desire for the end.
God knew I could no longer wait for his promises.
And one day, I let go.
My body loosened and my eyes closed.
My last ever tear, fell as I did.
Preparing for the black room,
My thoughts to soon fall silent.

It all stopped, like I had hoped.
-But, I didn't die...
..There was no end.
In the calm of paralyses,
The quiet inside deafened me.
I didn't even notice he'd been standing there this whole time.

God's plan to save me,
At the very last second.
This long wait, he'd finally been sent.
And as I opened my eyes,
I realised that It was not death that saved me from this dark world,

It was love.

© 2015 ayejodie


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ayejodie
Apologies for my silence! Hope you enjoy this x

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It's a beautiful poem !:)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Ayejodie: I more than enjoyed it: Phenomenal writing; The non believer, the negative; and you continue on with intriguing prose; suspending me someone in the middle of the dark raw scene: It all stopped, like I had hoped.
-But, I didn't die...
..There was no end.
In the calm of paralyses,
The quiet inside deafened me.
I didn't even notice he'd been standing there this whole time.
Great writing. Loved it. Dale

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Neo
I love the strong feelings this poem invokes. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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ayejodie
ayejodie

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Hey i'm Jodie, I'm 23! I hope you enjoy reading and of course, all feedback is more than welcome and very appreciated x more..

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