Forsaken
By Kittykat
I layed the groundwork,
bit by bit
every detail in it's place
I prayed each day
for success,
maybe my focus was misplaced.
When you want
something so bad,
and it's so close at hand,
All the time you've
believed in it,
It can slips through your fingers,
Like tiny
grains of sand.
I sit quietly and contemplate
what did
I fail to see,
I wanted so bad to be that person
I laid the foundation
so perfectly.
God knows how much this meant to me,
I told
him when I prayed,
Of all my plans and dreams to come,
My plans
of future days.
In one instant time stood still,
As I read what
I feared the most,
Why God have you forsaken me?
Is this
some god like kind of joke?
Like a game of chess
I'm stuck
and can not move,
All the wind died from my sails
Is this a lesson
on how to loose.
Maybe you have other plans for me
a purpose
still in mind,
But i grow ever more weary lord
Trying to figger
out your rime.
I'm stuck here hanging now
Tied a knot in
my rope,
I'm really trying not to loose faith,
but I'm running
low on hope.
The stars are in the sky tonight
I can see
them through the glass
Why taunt me with there sparkling beauty
Like my dreams, there out of grasp.
Like an absentee
landlord
You sit upon your thrown,
Looking down upon your children,
floundering on their own.
If you have a big plan for us,
One thats yours to make,
Then by god just come out with it,
lead
us too that promised gate.
I've never once doubted you,
Or
turned and left your side,
But these are lives your playing with,
Makes me wonder why you hide.
My sins may be worst than most,
But i was told you do forgive,
So why have you forsaken me,
Just when I decided to stay and live.
I don't care for your
tests anymore,
Life lessens, screw em all,
Lets see if your really
there,
To catch me when I fall.
By: Sherry T.
Comments on "Forsaken"
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On Thursday, November 8, 2012, lenores_death
(15) wrote:
This was outstanding. I seem to no longer breathe... Breathless.
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On Sunday, August 22, 2010, urbanhumility
(1158) wrote:
a quandry well set, lyric and foward moving, well done.
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A former member wrote:
hmmm. such frustration.... so many memorable lines.... perhaps many assumptions. why is it not the case that if you catch yourself each time you fall, you are not forsaken... perhaps that makes less sense than it should. I think these sentiments resonate thousands fold each day... .is there solace in being among so many? Well written generally, impeccable rhyme... prosaic in thought.... spelling... well.... hmmm.