A The evil little voice still speaks… 8
B Says I can do it all alone 8
C Says I don’t need to call on God, 8
b That I can manage on my own. 8
A A twin to Job, I stumble on. 8
a The mental tools I need are gone. 8
B I cannot seem to find my way 8
b Or summon up the will to pray. 8
A I’ve lost myself along the way. 8
B I somehow didn’t read the sign. 8
a I cannot face another day 8
b With all these shackles on my mind. 8
A I need to fall on bended knee 8
a And ask the Lord to set me free - 8
B To give me back my confidence 8
b And help me climb down off this fence 8
A To help me overcome this angst 8
B And pity for the mess I’ve made. 8
C To help me get back on my feet 8
b And get a new foundation laid. 8
ljm
The library had a poetry class one day. This was my effort.