Yearning fills me
emotion takes over
dying for connection
I feel lost
Love surrounds me
friends and family
perfect Father
I feel alone
Deep down
lost to all
what is good
I feel wrong
Into the void
feel the deep
engage the pain
I feel sad
Run from the void
jettison myself
disengage
I feel dead
Will it fade
the haziness
clouding me
I feel empty
The void
always there
never filled
never satisfied
I feel hopeless
But I know there is hope...
Psalm 42: 2-5
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.
When shall I come and appear before God?
My tears have been my food day and night,
While they continually say to me,
“Where is your God?”
When I remember these things,
I pour out my soul within me.
For I used to go with the multitude;
I went with them to the house of God,
With the voice of joy and praise,
With a multitude that kept a pilgrim feast.
Why are you cast down, O my soul?
And why are you disquieted within me?
Hope in God, for I shall yet praise Him
For the help of His countenance.
Your poem has a wonderful, melodic rhythm to it. Its melancholic style is deeply engaging and very moving, yet amidst this sadness, one finds hope. This is, indeed, a brilliant piece of writing.
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