“Prayers”

Sitting all alone, I begin to pray.
“Dear God, don’t let me stray
Hold me in the palm of your hands,
Guide me, and show me your plans.
Lead me in the right direction,
Be my protection.
Remove my mind of wicked suggestions,
Start out by answering my questions.
What has begun to form,
To cause this emotional storm?
Oh dear God, re-enter my heart,
And never depart.”

Back in that day,
Nothing was okay.
I had to make a silent plea.
Just to gain this feeling of being free.
I felt my life begin to slip,
It felt as if my heart beat took a trip.
Down memory lane, I started to stroll,
Continually losing grip of my soul.
Farther and Farther my goals were out of reach.
As I turned my ear, listening to You preach.

Upon hearing, I began to understand,
That none of this was ever planned.
Yet it still continues to rip at my chest,
Eating at my insides, becoming a pest.
I confided in someone I thought cared,
Now I’m not sure if the friendship can be repaired.

Just upon bringing up memories, I’m in tears,
My soul is being washed over with my own fears.
Even after all the years, and all the prayers,
It seems as if not even you really cares.
When I was at my highest point,
You crushed it with much disappoint.
Brought in pain and sorrow,
Wanting me to continue on til tomorrow.
But I didn’t see a point, since you showed no sympathy,
When I was crying down on one knee.

No longer can I remain an Eagle in the sky,
My wings are broken, I can’t continue to fly.
There are thorns rupturing my heart,
Continually tearing me apart.
My soul aches for love,
The love that I have been deprived of.
My soul bleeds for your love,
That I have fallen short of.
I got down to my knee and began to pray,
As my aching grew with each and every day.

“Oh Lord, I have a battered soul,
That I want you to patrol.
Reach all the way in, and take control,
Start to close the gap and fill this empty hole.
Jesus, I have nothing else to say,
Except for that sometimes I lose my way.
I fall deep down into a death trap,
Relinquishing myself from Your only map.
Maybe I can’t accept this life that’s mine,
But you can always reach down and give me a sign.
Show me just why I feel so alone,
Reveal to me the unknown.”

By: Ginger L. Smith
5-15-06