Hear Me, by Sifirela Subscribe to rss feed for Sifirela

Scared of opening up is what is troubling me
Always alone, no one there to touch my hand
Lost in myself, nowhere to turn.

God, sometimes life is funny
You have your friends and family,
Yet they seem so far away.
They are great, yet..
I feel as though I am not good enough for them
I always believe I am the outsider.

I can't breathe,
I can't see ahead of me
I feel darkness crowding my thoughts,
My inner most passions.
Lost in a void of myself
Thinkin no one cares,
Yet they try to break through the glass

Hear me! Hear me! I am crying out! Hear Me!
Restless and hungry for love, hungry for inner ambition
Staind in blood, my blood and my curse
Falling more into myself
Hear me! Hear me! I am crying out for you! Hear me!

Am I that lost, too lost to be saved
Am I lost, Jesus?
How  must you be ashamed of me?
How can so many people feel as though they are lost one
moment
And then they are saved...yet I am saved one minute
And shift to the darkside.
I am alone
A loner, a lonely warrior who walks alone--someone who
shape-shifts into strands of posion and gifts at one time.
Tied down by guilt
Tied down by grief
When is it my turn to be heard?

Hear me! Hear me! I am crying out for you! Hear me!

please save me---save

me

please..........
Posted: 2005-08-19 05:23:33 UTC

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