Dear God,
I was doing everything right.
Reading your word,
Praying every day and every night,
Attending church on the Sabbath.
I believed in you,
You helped me.
So why must you torture me so now?
You tested me,
You left me.
So I gave up on you.
Because it seems you gave up on me.
So now what?
I try to connect with you again,
because I miss you.
But I can't feel you here no more.
I don't like being tested I don't like trails.
I was a good person but you someone's agency...
Take that good person away.
You put your value of agency over a good person.
I don't understand. You could have protected me.
So not only can I not forgive myself, God, but maybe you too.
- Author: NinjaGirl ( Offline)
- Published: June 6th, 2024 16:02
- Category: Letter
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James 1
Lowkey I want an Elijah experience like I need to rest and some cake fr
And he arose, and did eat and drink, and went in the strength of that meat forty days and forty nights unto Horeb the mountain of God.
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