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9h
I feel my past, It’s coming back  
All my hardships are dead at last  
I shall share my tragedy  
Of how it had used to be  
I needed help, no one helped me  

Another time I touched the moon  
I did not feel my certain doom  
“For when I fall,  
A certain call  
Will help me to not fear at all.”  

How wrong was I,  
Time had flown by,  
I thought someone would pick me back up.  
But I kept falling, my life shattered  
I cried out “Why?”  

There wasn’t an answer,  
I needed a huge hand.  
But however I was still there,  
Was what I could not understand.  
I felt very alone.  

My burden was adding up.  
I never filled my own cup,  
Of all my wants.  
I felt ashamed.  
I still fell in the darkness.  

I needed help  
Help did not come  
No one would help me  
In my time of need  
And I saw Him.  

I felt relieved.  
He called my name.  
I was free,  
Free at last.  
My burden gone.  

I am saved.  
Given grace  
I’m loved  
Wanted  
Forgiven
I thank God I never gave up.  😉
Carson Dees
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Carson Dees  13/M/United States
(13/M/United States)   
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