I can’t write about it.
A problem has grown into a mountain.
I feel hurt and have no one I can share this feeling with.
Why am I here and what is my purpose in life?
I have failed and failed and failed agin.
How can I tell someone what I truly feel,
when the world around me has such a different picture of me.
Once I was called, I felt I made a difference
and now it looks so bleak
I feel abused – I feel used
My Lord, my God
I need you more than life itself
you are all I need – you are my sustainer
even in my darkest hour I know you are there
I don’t know why all this is happening
but I know that you are there
and that you weep
when one of your children weeps
You love me so much and I cannot fathom your love
it isn’t about feeling – I know that,
but right now I need your touch
I need assurance
In all of my despair I know that you are here
You lift my face and though I am downcast
I will not give in – one day I shall praise you again
I cannot control my life
I give you my sadness, my tears and my mourning
here I am and here I stay
until you come and lead me….