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God,
      You know

Everything I'm about to say
All my thoughts, my feeings

                                My hopes

and my fears

I know that you have a plan
That this is your will

That somehow
I will learn from this

But Lord this is too much

             I can't take this
You say you would never
Give me more than I can bear

Lord I have come to you on  my knees
Lain my burdens                                                      At your feet

But every day I wake up
               And I hate
        I hate this life
I hate that I feel like this

I want to live for you
Enjoy this place

                   But every day I want it to end
I can't find anything
To learn from you

So I come to   you my God
     I ask for your wisdom
                                                          What do you want from me?
What am I supposed to learn?      what should I do ?
Why do you make me hurt so deeply
Why am I filled with anger , pain ,frustration

Hating everything in my life

What do you want me to learn?
                                                   I am here to listen God...
Why aren't you talking?
©2005-2009 ~bobitchka-west
:iconbobitchka-west:

Author's Comments

This is how I pray when I can't take it. I write it down and sometimes I make poetry from it. And this is one of them.

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:iconshadowkast:
I love this poem. I have written so meny like yours when im having one of those days where things just don't go right. Great job!
:iconbobitchka-west:
thank you

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The burden of your pain is a cross that you take up daily, God never lets our crosses be bigger than we are strong.
:iconxmadhattergirlx:
Its beautifuly written, it reminds me of a song if anything. Lets all just sing the sorrow. :glomp:

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"I'm also working on my new, guaranteed to be a hit, TV series: Jesus Christ, Private Eye. Down these mean streets of Jerusalem a man must go who is more than a man... Every week, Jesus tracks down the bad guys, and forgives them."
- Simon R Green
:iconbobitchka-west:
thank you

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The burden of your pain is a cross that you take up daily, God never lets our crosses be bigger than we are strong.
:iconhereinmyhansonshirt:
This is wonderful. I know I have had many conversations with God just like this. I think a lot of people can relate to it, and it is written very well. I love it!!

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- Peace, love and Hanson!
:iconbobitchka-west:
thank you :blushes:

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The burden of your pain is a cross that you take up daily, God never lets our crosses be bigger than we are strong.
:iconsightless-jac:
Alright. Good rythym. good.... bobbi. please dont do anything stupid. Dont go all... mleh... crap, youve got me crying. I dont know what to do. I cant just watch you suffer like this. Isnt there something i can hit, or capture, or take, or say... something out there that is simpler than nothing. something... alive, and lovely that can mean the world. A little thing that doesnt make pain. That might turn this world around, so that everything was backwards. spinning the wrong way. No winter, but spring after the heat of summer. After all the anger we could possibly feel, you see all the new life going back into its hiding place, frezzing, then death coming off the ground back into life and drying again for the summer. Like an old time movie running the wrong way, with it starting with a kiss, and them being pulled away, not knowing the love they had lost. Walking backwards to the point that they didnt need eachother. After the movie is over nobody realizes that the heros life is shot to oblivion, and he loses his neverland when the janitors come to clean the popcorn. by then, everyones gone and asleep. Only he has to live the nightmare. But if... if it was backwards, we would be sad that he didnt fall in love, but happy when we realized that everyones life is much better off without the pain. Teh inevitable circumstances that draw from us poems like this... like this... I dont know what i can possibly do to help.
:iconbobitchka-west:
you can't I'm sorry but life is pain... you have to take it to ever experiance the good parts of life. Because that is the way humans think and create the world around us. God didn't cause us this society of pain ... we did but sometimes there is just too much at once for one person to deal with without expressing it and this is how I do that. I write. I'm hurting I admit it and well I'm gonna for a while unlike some I can't find the off switch to my feelings.... no that was mean... I don't like the way I'm beginning to sound, or feel in fact I hate it.

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The burden of your pain is a cross that you take up daily, God never lets our crosses be bigger than we are strong.
:iconsightless-jac:
wait... like some people? are you refering to me???? lost.... You know you cant post stuff like that and expect me to keep smiling. I know that you are hurting,and it is an inevitable part of life, but i had to offer my type of comfort. Although that may be denial... stupid emoti thingies. here , this fixes everything :gummybear: hehehe.. bai!
:iconbobitchka-west:
no sugar is bad it doesn't fix anything... and no you aren't the someone

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The burden of your pain is a cross that you take up daily, God never lets our crosses be bigger than we are strong.

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