Im Crying Out To God

its exsplains its self

I'm crying out to God with strongful tears,

Wishing and hoping that he can hear,

Hear all my sorrow and pain,

That nothing in life now feels the same,

 

I'm lost for words cause I cant decide,

To complely live my full life,

My heart is hurting deep down inside,

That all I do is sit around and cry,

 

I'm crying out to God with strongful tears,

Hoping and praying you take away my fears,

I dont know if i want to live this life,

Cause all i do is constantly fight,

 

Fighting for healing to take aways pain,

I dont know when my life will change,

It's hard god cant you see,

I feel like you abandoned me,

 

I feeling cold like a broken peace of glass,

When will things get better and how long is it going to last,

I sit alone in my room thinking of what I've done wrong to be so blue,

I need gods presence and in need of a hug too,

 

I'm crying out to God with strongful tears,

Can you please take me now,

I feel like I dont belong here,

Not one this earth but up in heaven,

 

To earn some wings and feel very plesent,

If I was up there in heaven were I belong,

I would not have to sit hand suffer this long,

I'm crying to you lord take me now,

 

I dont want to hurt my self,

I want to go up insted of down,

Hell is not a place I want to go,

So by your own hand hlep let me go,

 

I'm crying out to God with strongful tears.

 

 

 

Author's Note

this is just how i am feeling at the moment this is were i stand at life........

Reviews

[Kevin Andros]

We do feel this same way in various stages of life. Particularly when You don't have anything well happening to you and all the bad luck in the world is showering on you. It is enough to break the greatest optimist's hope, but if we can stand firm and do not move and be calm, everything passes away. Everything in this world has an beginning and an end.

Nice write. ~KA~

[Brenda Sue]

This is a very strong and emotional piece. Your words help the reader feel where you are. Peace... Wonderfully penned.

[Wolfwind Words]

The Great Lord knows the time for each of our departures from this place we call Earth. Until then we ride out the storms, weather the pains and hug our dearest friends in our darkest hours.

You capture your fealings with a brush, painting them with sweeping strokes and hues of blue.
I liked this poem for truth in it's envisioned tears.

Know that if you drift over lifes waterfall in a barrel. Your friends and God will carry you to a better place and time.

Thanks for sharing. :)

[JC Fox]

This is a touching and lovely poem thank you for sharing with me.