The price he paid

You might think me naive when I say that I know you

you would laugh and point and call me a fool.

I might not know the specifics of your struggle or what you have been through

but I know there was nights you sat alone in that stool

cursing at the ceiling and said God where the f**k are you.

I know how bitter those tears tasted when they fell

and how tired your mind was of drowning in the well

I know how you searched for a reason to stay

thinking that the bottle is the only reason to still pray

I know that you thought that your time here was done

that you lifted up the banner because your demons have finally won

you kicked and screamed because what else can you do

saying this is the reason I left that damn pew

you started to cut just to feel something inside

 to fill the empty hole he use to abide

you called and you called but he left you alone

he's not God you said his cover was blown

as the Cuts was getting deeper you could feel the end

but all of a sudden your mind was unbend 

you dropped the blade and went to bed

I'm to tired for this you said

but what you do not know is that God was there that night

you put down that knife because he won the fight

and in that moment he slayed your demons

he started cutting the ties of your reasons

see God knew that the battle was hard

he saw the pain stretched over your heart

but he never left you make no mistake

that was a lie sold by that stupid snake

when he showed up your demons fled

get away, they are mine he said

 you will not win this war because I love this child

even though sometimes they drive me wild

and even though they will wake up saying I'm not real

I will leave them with my loving seal

you will not win and I'll keep them alive

until one day their love for me will revive

I'll wait for the damage you have done to fade

and they will remember once again the price that I paid

their soul is mine and I will fight for them

and one day they will see just how much I love them.

Reviews

[Abhilash Hegde]

This is a wonderful, touching write. Such a free flowing poem with great compassion and heart. It's always when there's nothing beyond to endure, we find that last straw of strength to live beyond - and that's The hand of God helping us. The write just blew me over. I like the honest and sincere attempt to acknowledge that in times of strife and hardship there is still some hope for us to come out of it. Even at the bleeding edge of helplessness, there is hope to make amends and get another chance at life. Awesome! great write. Glad to read it and Thanks for sharing this wonderful write, LVM. Noticed couple of typos, just needs one proof read :)

[LVW]

thank you so much for the read. thank you especially
for the kindness in mentioning the typos, much appreciated and refreshing.