So much has happened in my personal life that it would be beyond depressing to write about it, though, having said that, the poet in me usually comes out strongest when I cannot find the words to say. And this poem was born...
Lord I’m broken in two!
Prostrate on the ground I fall
If I humble myself before You
Would You hear me when I call?
Shattered, alone, and confused
Dying a little more each day
If I feel as if I have been used
Would You answer when I pray?
Having drifted apart from You
I don’t expect a response at all
But having no other hope to see through
Would You catch me when I fall?
My life is in pieces and scattered
My faith a dim light at the best
Yet I yearn that to Someone I’ve mattered
Please, Lord, hold me and grant my request!