|
 Menu
|
|
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
|
A GIRLS STORY
Contributed by
Adelle
on
Sunday, 26th March 2006 @ 11:48:58 PM in AEST
Topic:
StoryPoetry
|
God know of my sad road
he knows of the hell I hold
God understands of the pain I have
he sees my tears and catches them with his hand
there was a girl
I long ago did know
strong and courageous and immovable
nothing would shake her in this world
from staying on her guided path
that she discovered she had
yet fearful and afraid-
the world, she wouldn’t go out and face-
she hid herself well
behind a house of walls
and enjoyed her fears
for they kept her from facing the outside world
so, safe she was behind her walls
she didn’t have to deal with the world at all-
there is a girl I do know how
she is different, has changed somehow
tired of the walls that had no color,
tired of being lonely with out love to hold her
but her foundation, immovable
has become weak and unstable
her foundation shaky
every day she walks with feeble knees
many look at her with judgment and disgust
understanding, they are not
hard on her in their hearts they are
disgusted of what they see in her
to them, she’s become a fool letting herself go-
to them, she’s become irresponsible-
her exercise of faith became less
her life became scatterdness
out of direction, out of focus
but now the one she most sacredly and dearly trusted
has lashed out judgment upon her- their bond is now busted
the woman who held her close since the womb
wears bitterness on her sleeves now a heart of vandalism
so now she feels betrayed by one she used to trust
thrown in her face was her mothers love-
she gave up on her by her judgment and anger
even a bit of hatred took over-
then the world of support and love, lost
separated by selfishness and hurtful words
two different prayers now being said
God, hear me they each pleaded
so different they were
yet the same they were uttered
this God above hears every tear
yet has to bless each and different prayer
this girl I talk of
is me, im the one hurt and lost
and my prayer is this:
oh God I have been through such hell and bliss
im not trying to abandon you, just trying to get through this
this woman I used to trust, no longer understands-
I just need to be loved back to health in this land
such pain has pierced my soul
and im trying to let it go
yet, this is not noticed-
im just being seen as irresponsible and lost
you see, there was a day
I lost my voice causing me so much pain....
talking on the phone to the man
I vowed to forever hold his hand,....
he told me he was with another woman-
violently I screamed for my words were broken
I was suddenly alone and abandoned
with nothing but two beautiful children
and one in the making, I was alone
coming from a world where I didn’t know how
to stand alone, responsible and proud,
for every day I was controlled
verbally abused and left alone
and now I am sensitive and tender
Im again told I am a failure
by my most trusted friend, and mother
but if you would hear her pray out loud,
you would see shes been burned out
because shes well been deeply burdened
by the whirlwind of my drauma and children
so how can God hear us both
and answer our prayers we utter out
bitterness seems to be such selfishness
maybe more, he can help us
be there for each other in this tragic bliss
of sorrows and sadness
if she would see
a lot of love I just need,
to tenderly and gently be helped
aided and directed out
but this hate and rage
kills me in great pain
im not good enough, im failing
and now, alone I am walking
I once had moments of pride in myself
I visioned my success after the day I healed
but it seems as though
this process is a longer road-
than for, I anticipated and hoped
time I still need to heal from my hurt
and in a safe haven place of love and shelter-
to be believed in, I need-
from those still close to me
I need love from a sincere heart so giving,
to help me bravely succeed
by standing on my own two feet
and strengthen my feeble knees
oh mother, abandoned you too in some ways I guess
but my heart is in a world of mess-
please don’t go bitter
don’t turn on me either
be patient with me I will come together
and in the end you’ll be awarded as the greatest mom ever!!
Your life will be golden
with joys, riches and peace from heaven
if you wont turn bitter one me, please come hold my hand
and help put me back together again-
this I learned;
they are promises to be earned:
when such tragedies hit
must be prepared for all of it
though one may not know
when the storms of a tornado will hit
when might come a destroying wind-
when it might come through our wolds
or when it will go
so prepared we must be
and pray to God he will hold up our knees
so we can still stand
in the middle of a tornados wind
but crazy enough,
and lucky enough,
in this tornado, I am still standing
but, with weak and feeble knees-
for in some ways, finally, im facing my fears
im facing the world right now, and here-
and, stronger, myself, I do behold
truly in the end I will see the mold
of the art God so carefully and long did hold
with a brush in his hands
he works on the masterpiece, I will be in the end-
as I am still standing in the here and now,
to God I make a vow,
that my trust and faith I will give to my lord
to heal the agony of my pain and hurt-
as I am still going through the trial
of this abandonment and knees so feeble
so mommy,
thank you for your support of being here
don’t give up on me or your help either
soon ill be strong I will make it out
in the world I long been afraid of, I will be proud-
don’t be another to abandon me
because in this, its hard to be happy
God will bless you in this
so don’t abandon me, this is my wish-
I love you, you’re my heaven sent gift-
march 25 2006
Copyright ©
Adelle
... [
2006-03-26 23:48:58]
(Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
Re: A GIRLS STORY
(User Rating: 1 )
by dougnut on
Monday, 27th March 2006 @ 05:57:39 AM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
What a hearfelt story you have expressed so well here Adelle,
Very emotional read But very well written.
IF WE ASK ANYTHING ACCORDING TO HIS
WILL, .HE HEARETH US.
1John 5~14.
Thinking positive thoughts and praying for you.
Doug :-) ((((((((((Adelle)))))))) |
|
|
Re: A GIRLS STORY
(User Rating: 1 )
by Tiffyo4 on
Monday, 27th March 2006 @ 06:28:27 PM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
| nice nice |
|
|
|
· 
Poetry
Community
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
