Looking back, the years seem so long
The days and nights of darkness,
The endless hours of life's storms
Crowded memories of heartache, the
lonliness, the pain
The questions I threw before him
of why my life didnt change
Hours of just sitting staring out at
the night, or sitting in the middle of
my bedroom floor just staring at the moonlight.
praying constantly seemed like i wasnt heard,
the only sounds I seemed to hear was the voice of a lonely whipporwill bird.
The sound tore my heart, I could feel it's
pain, why had someone taken it's mate and left it
to remain.
So many years wasted my own fault I could see
I had put my life on a shelf and lost control of me. I begged God for love, the tenderness of a mans love, others around me said I didnt need it but in my heart I knew it was meant to be sent from above
Seemed like forever, the years rolled slowly past,,til my life took a fall,,,not much longer would I last. It took a total stranger to come into my life and give me hope. A lost angel who couldnt save his own life, but was sent for me from up above. His words of hope, I had never heard before,,they seemed to flow into me until they reached my hearts very core.
I had given up, I was at my end, Then the light gathered me up, and gave me a chance again. Through years of emptiness now my cup overflows...My life is so much more full, only heaven knows. The moral of this poem is to not give into the dark, The light is always out there , sometimes just hidden in a remark.
Simple words like "God loves you, he hasnt given up." So dont....
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