Where have you gone?
I miss you so much
I have strayed away from God's touch,
My love for you has gone away,
I fall down to my knees to pray
I wish that you would come back,
But God has given me no slack,
In this room alon I sit,
Thinking about what has happend to me,
My feild of broken dreams I flee,
How could I let this happen?
Now these past few days are a blur,
I wish I could take it all back,
But then your memory would be gone,
Your memory would be shattered,
I want you back,
why have you evaded me?
It's not your fault though,
So why do I blame you?
I am really sorry,
I am a really sorry person,
But your parents won't let us be together,
You are mine no matter what,
And you know it,
no one can keep us apart,
I will be with you forever,
Our memory drifts away like a feather,
I love you.
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Hey man. It's clear this is really bothering you. That's cool. It's okay to be upset about stuff like this. Some people in our group might not know what this is about. I do - at least, I know what you've shared with me. But whether or not everyone knows exactly where you're coming from, I think this could open up a good discussion...
What does this person's parents' reaction toward you do to your relationship with God? Does it challenge it, or confirm it, or does it do something more complicated than that? The fact that they disapprove of you being a part of a Baptist church - what do you think about that?
This might not be all there is to think about in this poem, but these are the questions I have for you concerning this issue.
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