Rising From the Ashes {ACROSTIC}

Rise, rise, to face another day.

I don’t quite see the point in it,

So why bother to rise at all?

I am so sick of being -

Nothing ever goes my way;

God never liked me anyway.

 

From here on the ground,

Rain pouring down from the sky,

Onyx tears streaming down my face,

My life seems so meaningless.

 

Thinking about things to come, I realise

Heartache is all I know, so how can I

Even consider rising from this hole?

 

Again I hear the voices

Saying I should try again,

Hassling me to rise from the ashes.  But

Eternity is a million years away,

So I’ll stay in this hole for just one more day.

 

Copyright©JosieWentzel16July2008