Saturday, February 12, 2011

after all the time we've spent together,
I never thought it would come to this-
an immense chasm carved between us,
holding the empty echoes of my prayer.

All that remains of my worn out cries
is a tiny voice that longs for you.

Where are you, God, when i need you most?
Why won't you fix my life for me?
I need you to get out of darkness,
I demand that you give extended bliss.

But my demands and my desires go unheeded
and all i hear is a tender Voice
whispering repeatedly; " I am with you"

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