She is a stranger to all Walking alone In the shadow of death An angel without wings.. Wondering ... Does God care? Does he feel her sadness loneliness anger despair Does it even matter.. He has deserted her again. She is the dirt of this earth.. As he intended her to be.. Born into this shadow of death... Born into pain Born to suffer alone Abandoned by God.. Abandoned by all.. Misplaced.. Disgraced.. Not meant to be.. So she walks with the shadow of death.. Hand and hand Because she knows.. He does not hear Does not see.. She is but one small speck of nothingness.. Not worthy of compassion.. Just one of many fallen angels.. Screaming Prayers and pleas.. Her body and spirit so tired.. Her voice Now gone.. No longer does she pray She has finally realized she was a mistake.. Never to belong in this world.. Just a girl.. Not worthy of... Love Family A kind look A soft touch.. She pretends she is an angel.. Flying in the skies.. Knowing in her heart God does not want her.. For she is nothing more than an angel in disguise. A disappointment even in her heavenly fathers eyes
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Reviewed by Al Swanson (Reader)
Reviewed on October 1, 2003
Hi Erica, I think this is a sad one that definately calls attention to other things just besides the subject you mentioned, like a gigantic void out there, smile, thanks al
Hi Erica
In my experience death and life ultimately eminate from the same source. We all alternate from the light into the shadows and back again.
Blessings to you, Vicky
This is my personal inspirational book of poetry. It contains many poems written for family, friends, and relevant life situations. Hopefully you will find some that will encourage and inpsire you in whatever arena you are found in your circle of l
love Tinka
In my experience death and life ultimately eminate from the same source. We all alternate from the light into the shadows and back again.
Blessings to you, Vicky