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There was a time in my life where i loved God so much that i prayed desperatley in the night The moon washing over me softly like silk with tiny hands clasped together i prayed for things to get better Along with yellow stained walls and a clatter of beer cans off into the distant I prayed I thanked god For giving me my mom and grandmother I thanked god for the food That mom prepared for us I thanked him for the roof over my head and for the waves of happiness that the church brought to me I prayed for my dad I wanted him to care The day i started to lose faith was like the breaking of glass I stood before a deacon soaked from the rain curls dripping down my worn young face I begged to be blessed again I needed that feeling one last time The overwhelming feeling of sunshine warmth, and honey I needed to feel God’s hand in my life To know he still existed That he didn’t leave me alone with my alcoholic dad and shattered mom That he was there ready to give me strength Days passed weeks grew into months and i was forgotten by the church I began highschool With empty hope that soon withered away like an unwatered flower
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Sep 30, 2017
Sep 30, 2017 at 7:02 PM UTC
Losing Faith
There was a time in my life where i loved God so much that i prayed desperatley in the night The moon washing over me softly like silk with tiny hands clasped together i prayed for things to get better Along with yellow stained walls and a clatter of beer cans off into the distant I prayed I thanked god For giving me my mom and grandmother I thanked god for the food That mom prepared for us I thanked him for the roof over my head and for the waves of happiness that the church brought to me I prayed for my dad I wanted him to care The day i started to lose faith was like the breaking of glass I stood before a deacon soaked from the rain curls dripping down my worn young face I begged to be blessed again I needed that feeling one last time The overwhelming feeling of sunshine warmth, and honey I needed to feel God’s hand in my life To know he still existed That he didn’t leave me alone with my alcoholic dad and shattered mom That he was there ready to give me strength Days passed weeks grew into months and i was forgotten by the church I began highschool With empty hope that soon withered away like an unwatered flower
SadlyKida
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20/F/Someone's dusty attic
Sep 30, 2017
Sep 30, 2017 at 7:02 PM UTC
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