"he was nothing, so he thought. A worthless piece of debris in an ocean of beautiful souls"
why did You give me the heart
but not the words
why did You give me the desire
but not the wisdom
I know if I tell someone
They will say I am wrong
So instead I keep it inside
And it's eating me up
Slowly killing me
I've been wanting to write a poem
But I just can't find the words
A poem about You
And how You left me out
I was there in the darkness
Crying and screaming Your name
You turned Your cheek
As I let go
And You let me fall
I begged for You to save me
But You weren't listening
You left me all alone
In the park at midnight
Sobbing on the swings
Looking for some kind of sign
I could have died
But You don't really care
Where
Were
You?
"you could have died, but you didn't"
Am I allowed to be angry at God?
Do you ever stop and think about just how small and insignificant we are? There are billions of people in the world. Does God really care about us? If he is Almighty and powerful, doesn't he have other things to focus on? Is he even paying attention to us?
You are Gold. And me, I'm so far away from even being copper
I am no one
Just my thoughts. I know this doesn't make sense to anyone else. It's just my brain running wild.
"The day I learn to fly, I'm never coming down
On perfect wings I'll rise through layers of the clouds"
why did You give me the heart
but not the words
why did You give me the desire
but not the wisdom
I know if I tell someone
They will say I am wrong
So instead I keep it inside
And it's eating me up
Slowly killing me
I've been wanting to write a poem
But I just can't find the words
A poem about You
And how You left me out
I was there in the darkness
Crying and screaming Your name
You turned Your cheek
As I let go
And You let me fall
I begged for You to save me
But You weren't listening
You left me all alone
In the park at midnight
Sobbing on the swings
Looking for some kind of sign
I could have died
But You don't really care
Where
Were
You?
"you could have died, but you didn't"
Am I allowed to be angry at God?
Do you ever stop and think about just how small and insignificant we are? There are billions of people in the world. Does God really care about us? If he is Almighty and powerful, doesn't he have other things to focus on? Is he even paying attention to us?
You are Gold. And me, I'm so far away from even being copper
I am no one
Just my thoughts. I know this doesn't make sense to anyone else. It's just my brain running wild.
"The day I learn to fly, I'm never coming down
On perfect wings I'll rise through layers of the clouds"