Standing on the beach with a gun in one hand
Looking at the ocean with my feet in the sand
About to pull the trigger and end this madness
Asking God "why do I deserve this sadness?"
I'm standing there pleading
"Why God? Why did I do what I've done?"
Looking at my hand, all I see is the gun
He says "you MY child, will see, it hasn't even begun".
I drop to my knees and look in Gods eyes...
I still beg and plead; and to my surprise :
He is gone
..... To be continued
Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 11:59 AM UTC
Standing on the beach with a gun in one hand
Looking at the ocean with my feet in the sand
About to pull the trigger and end this madness
Asking God "why do I deserve this sadness?"
I'm standing there pleading
"Why God? Why did I do what I've done?"
Looking at my hand, all I see is the gun
He says "you MY child, will see, it hasn't even begun".
I drop to my knees and look in Gods eyes...
I still beg and plead; and to my surprise :
He is gone
..... To be continued