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Jan 2016
When promises made aren't promises kept
And the rash of the day fills my troubled head
When the freedom I thought I had runs out on me
Putting a taste in my mouth more bitter than sweet

When the truth that is told is more of a lie
With time moving on in the passing by
When there seems no way here that I can pull through
Lord, I lean on you

When the mountains I climb are much to high
And the surrounding darkness threatens to put out the light
When in the belly of the whale is how I mostly feel
Daily served up as a three course meal

When the world looks at me and bears its angry teeth
Finding myself once again in way too deep
When I no longer know what I can do
Lord, I lean on you

When it's been too long and much too late
And far too often that I've felt this way
When the aches in my bones want to give up all hope
And my mind doesn't know which way to go

When the peripheral door is locked with no key
Losing  precious sight of what's in front of me
When there's nothing left and I need all that is true
Lord, I lean on you
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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