Hear My Cries

My poisoned mind screams with horror,
It seethes with passion gone wrong,
Please release this from me,
I can’t stand the sound of this song!

The cards in the deck are stacked against me,
My body firmed tight against the wall,
I force myself to remain awakened,
I know that God will not stall.

Black and white turned to gray,
I am a blur in this storm,
A water color with out borders,
I’m filled with cold, wanting warm.

Bust me out of this prison,
Bust me out of this jail,
I can’t do it anymore,
On my knees I beg, humble.

I can’t sing to this tune,
My body has hit the floor,
My voice is weak,
Hear my silent cries oh Lord.

Published by Jenn Till Lee Copyrighted, all rights reserved.

Writing poems as an outlet for healing. My hope is in Christ

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