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To God
To God I write these words and hope he’ll undersatnd
I need him to help me as much as he can.
You may say I’m selfish to ask for such a thing,
But how can I not when He is our King.
He watches at all times and knows our every move,
He guides us on our journey’s and tells us what to do.
So for you God please lend me a hand.
My world seems to be crumbling, is that your plan?
Because if so why have you chosen me,
Why am I the one you want to see unhappy?
Are you trying to make me stronger to help me with life,
Then why does it seem I’m being stabbed with your knife?
Is all my suffering for the better of all others,
Because it seems they are all happy, but I’m like no other.
You’ve chosen me to help and heal all the wounds,
But who will help me when I give up soon?
Who will be there for me when I just want to give,
Who will be there telling me I have reasons to live?
Who will help me see that it’s not the way,
Who will help me move on to another day?
I have helped others in their time of need,
But I’m beginning to wonder who will help me.
It seems everyone close is too afraid to try,
They begin then give up time after time.
All I really want is true friend of my own,
Someone to be there for me when I feel all alone.
It seems every night I stay up and sob,
So these here words I’m sending straight to you God.
Michael C. Lucas
Wow Michael. I was looking through your portfolio and couldn't decide which poem to comment on, but once i read this one i was left speechless. I know how you feel, for having honest faith and devotion is tough, but i can tell you that more often than not everything you see the Lord giving you now is part of a greater bigger plan for later on. I was so moved by your words, they were a true blessing to read.