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Jul 2014
Day after day I am consumed by
my mind and the body of my flesh
All these things I hold close
seem to haunt me and taunt me
My life of consumption is
brought on by presumptions
All my thoughts of Your name in vain
brought upon with such outward shame
Sometimes more with a little bit less
we gather our thoughts in a big fat mess
Outside our appearance seems clean,
but only to what lies in between
My voice cries out in the still of the silence
how can I bare such a defiance
You give me visions but
I will choose my own decisions
Day after day I cling to my world of
lustful lies along with selfish pride
You know my name and every move
Yet I hide and run from You
You whom I should aim to please
I only treat like the rest of these
These people who mean nothing to me
but all the most to Thee
Anna Martha
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Anna Martha
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