C
Cabbage
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Hey, just started a poem. It is not anywhere near finished....let me know what ya think. I plan to use this as a testimony tool somewhere down the road.
It's so hard to tell you my feelings,
The burdens I've carried so long.
I wanted you to know,
but I just so alone.
I felt trapped in a bubble.
I thought I was the only one.
I waited for the abuse to end,
But it happened time and time again.
Why was He doing this to me?
He claimed to love me.
He preached in our church and throughout our community.
He worked with teenagers so well,
No one suspected anything.
He coached the basketball team,
And he took them to state.
Who was this person he worked so hard to create?
I tried to act normal, perfectly fine,
But I was so confused. I walked a very tight line.
I swayed back and forth and almost broke down.
The only hope I held onto was my heavenly crown.
I knew that God loved me.
The Bible said that He did,
But why would He let this happen when I was just a kid?
Satan used this tactic to place doubts in my heart.
Even with so many emotions,
The Destroyer knew just where to start.
It's so hard to tell you my feelings,
The burdens I've carried so long.
I wanted you to know,
but I just so alone.
I felt trapped in a bubble.
I thought I was the only one.
I waited for the abuse to end,
But it happened time and time again.
Why was He doing this to me?
He claimed to love me.
He preached in our church and throughout our community.
He worked with teenagers so well,
No one suspected anything.
He coached the basketball team,
And he took them to state.
Who was this person he worked so hard to create?
I tried to act normal, perfectly fine,
But I was so confused. I walked a very tight line.
I swayed back and forth and almost broke down.
The only hope I held onto was my heavenly crown.
I knew that God loved me.
The Bible said that He did,
But why would He let this happen when I was just a kid?
Satan used this tactic to place doubts in my heart.
Even with so many emotions,
The Destroyer knew just where to start.