When do we truly stop being men of god
When we commit sin or when we stop listening
I didn't notice when I stopped being a man of god
I let my whole life spiral through my very own hands in such a way that now I don't even know if I can find a way back to my Lord
I had every thing
I was the envy of many
But mostly i knew I was always with him
Now with a few bad decisions I'm down
Down and depressed I am hopeing he will come back to me
Hoping that with at least one little touch even on the tips my finger he can bring light back into my dark world
I plea and beg him too return
I'm so depressed and hurt
No one comes to my aid
Every afternoon I plead that he'll come back into my life
I ask for forgiveness and help
This is my darkest moment
I want him to return
If he doesn't I have no choice
I have to end it