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Done
Confused.
He’d said he loved her.
Would never hurt her?
Love, honor and cherish,
that was his vow.
Liar!
One word.
He could barely think it.
Through bruised lips,
He could barely say it.
Do as I say not as I do.
Was that supposed to make
sense?
Was that supposed to make
this right?
Confused.
“No! You have to give me
a reason that makes sense.
My baby’s dying
And you say there’s
Nothing you can do.”
Confused.
Forgive them?
How?
I never doubted
you before that night.
Never questioned you
before that night.
Forgive them?
Confused.
Unwanted cargo
A discarded life.
I know all the arguments
But do I really have a choice?
It wasn’t my fault.
How could its life not be miserable?
Confused.
Shed blood?
Mercy?
Saved by His grace.
Not possible.
Not enough blood.
Confused.
Eternity.
With Him?
A dream.
It has to be a dream.
To feel the power of his touch,
To grasp the lengths gone through
To get me here.
To understand it’s me He wants—
No.
If only I weren’t so confused.
Done.
A feeling of peace.
Done.
A prayer answered.
Done.
A place to belong.
Done
A child born.
Done
A promise fulfilled.
Done
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