Hey this poem/prayer is so touching,
i understand u, except for the homo part...
im against it, but i accept it that some
ppl rnt against it...
well i hope u have a great day
bye bye!!!
take care
God, i still don't understand
how can You hate the ones that love?
i don't know how to accept
that homosexuality's considered crime above
---that touched me, you know why
this poem had so much feeling, i really loved
it
5/5
God,
I pray to you, everyday
whether it be in morning at school
or at night in the darkest part of my room.
But why is it that I can feel myself drifting away from you,
and I can see others trying to find you again too.
I don't understand You,
Though I never will, I just want to be able to hold on to a piece of you, to keep as mine, as ours.
And I try to give myself to others, but I just messing up and I jealous. And I'll just make dumb mistakes. Losing everything that I earned, that I love. And I miss them.
God. I miss the feeling like you cared.I miss knowing that She trusted me, that I had her, that she was mine. And I was hers. But we were Yours. God. It hurst everyday to know that I hurt him so much.And now he can't even bare to hear my name. that he can't tell me whats wrong anymore.
It hurts to see others watching me. Talking to me about, anything. I can only think about what I did wrong. I can’t remember anything good I’ve done. Just the bad.
God, I pray for Nathan. That he would resist temptation. I know he can be smart, let him show it off. So people can see how sweet he can really be.
God, I pray for Rachel. So people see her what she really is. Not just some weird girl who likes to share her dreams. Or whose funny questions. But to see how caring she is, and how smart she is.
God, I pray for Alex. And that he can realize how smart he is. He hardly ever thinks of himself.
God, I pray for Ben. God I love to see him talk about you, he describes you effortlessly. And stands up for you constantly. I don’t want anyone to take that away from him.
God, I pray for Shawn. And that he is safe, keep him safe. I worry that he’ll get hurt.
God I pray for Gabby. She is so funny, and sweet and smart and Gabby. And I don’t like that she feels like she is constantly falling on her face. Because of stupid things stupid people do and say.
God, I love them all so much. They all want so much. Need so much. Hurt much. Miss so much. Love, so much.
And I miss them.
God, I want to be able to dance again. To lay out in the sun and soak in your glory. I want to stand in the rain with them. I want, to feel safe again.
God. I ask a lot of you. But maybe it isn’t. Maybe I don’t deserve any of it. Perhaps you aren’t even listening. And my prayer is bouncing off the ceiling and hitting me straight in the face.
God, can you hear me? Because I don’t think I can hear you anymore.