Seemed so Far.

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Seemed so Far.

You patiently wait.
Watch me play the games that get me nowhere
I always run.
Every time.

I ask so many questions;
Is This even real?
How can I ever feel Love again?
My Heart isn't what it could have been
It's hurting, aching,
Even still.
It's been Broken, torn to pieces
By the ones i trusted most.

I turn away,
Fill my time with horrible habits.
I hate myself more every day.
My mistakes, Always waiting
To consume me.
To take me back to that awful place
I knew too well.
I'll Never trust again.
I have myself to blame.

This last blow,
Too close to home.
I want to run, hide myself away
From this pain i feel
Everytime i walk over that thresh hold.

I'm done.
I can't run if I tried.
My strength is gone,
I am broken, scarred.

I need You now.
I know that You're here
I told myself i could do this alone,
I knew even then i couldn't.

It took me so long.
Til I hit the lowest point
My whole world crashing to the ground
I weep at Your feet
I've come back, realized my mistakes
Please keep me this time.

You give me this Grace,
A friend to keep me standing
In this place where I've felt the most hurt yet.

My God, I Need You,
And Always will.
Set me Free,
While You hold me tightly.

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Wakeitha commented on Seemed so Far.

12-18-2011

Amen! Yes you turn to the right person who can set you free it is Christ Jesus. What a beautiful poem it touch my heart. Amazing written, keep written you got it in your heart and soul.

ESSENCEOFLOVE commented on Seemed so Far.

10-18-2010

Beautiful and poignant piece about turning to your Creator after going through years of dark despair. Well written, great flow and excellent ending. Bravo........E

MayLoveBreathe

10/18/2010

I think the best part is that this is all just my past. I just put it on paper. Thank you for all of your positive feedback, it's encouraging.

Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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