I am so bad with keepin the faith. My councelor at the Womens Shelter asked me why I stress and get upset when as far as she can tell, everything happens for me in the end. Like the tooth thing and the lawyer thing..I told her it was God. And I don't know why..I try to carry it myself, I guess.
You are the light on my path You lead me I try to do it my way I blow you off Ignore you I stumble I fall I suffer needlessly My heart breaks All because I can't give in to your light Folow you Envelope myself in your peace Feel your hands holding me Your arms wrapped around me I don't see the storm is parted Just like the Red Sea But it's my pain I must carry it myself I must feel my shredded heart Feel the blows from each cruel word Each hand print Why? Why must I? The light is before me You are waiting to be the only footprint in the sand You want my pain You give me the light At the end of every bad thing Your light always makes it ok Your love and light is there Tho my faith seems always blinded I must try I must reach for it Except it Embrace it God...hear my cry Free me from a world of constant pain Help me to feel the light
This is a book of free verse poetry that addresses the seven main tests in life and offers some sensible solutions to passing those tests with minimal discomfort.
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