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I Pray
Kind of convenient
when you never gave God the time of day
then something bad happens
then you talk to Him all day.
Asking him to help you
make everything okay in life
horrible happenings, complete despair
hurts like a cutting knife.
You've done so many things wrong
why should he forgive you?
Why should he help you now
what is that going to do?
Get down on your knees
beg for forgiveness
but the most you've ever been on your knees
is when you have sex.
The prayer position
you've turned into something dirty
what a disgrace, you can't change back
and you're already thirty.
So, this poem is about me...
and Lord I need your help
I beg, I plead for your forgiveness
I've finally fell.
I fall into your arms
cry on your shoulder
please help me in my time of great need
I need to grow older.
Take me away from these drugs
so much is already gone...
I'll lose my family, lose my friends
after everything I've done.
The bad thing is I woke up today
and I'm still debating
whether to get on the road and head that way
that pack, I am awaiting.
Instead I'll curl up on the couch
feel my stomach start to churn
My muscles ache, my head hurts
It seems like I would have learned.
So, back to you God
I never didn't believe
this isn't a justification
Your services, I need.
Save me from the pain
the want, the craving.
I've finally really hit rock bottom
my daughter may be leaving.
Please help me
she needs to stay...
I promise I'll be good
I quit today.
when you never gave God the time of day
then something bad happens
then you talk to Him all day.
Asking him to help you
make everything okay in life
horrible happenings, complete despair
hurts like a cutting knife.
You've done so many things wrong
why should he forgive you?
Why should he help you now
what is that going to do?
Get down on your knees
beg for forgiveness
but the most you've ever been on your knees
is when you have sex.
The prayer position
you've turned into something dirty
what a disgrace, you can't change back
and you're already thirty.
So, this poem is about me...
and Lord I need your help
I beg, I plead for your forgiveness
I've finally fell.
I fall into your arms
cry on your shoulder
please help me in my time of great need
I need to grow older.
Take me away from these drugs
so much is already gone...
I'll lose my family, lose my friends
after everything I've done.
The bad thing is I woke up today
and I'm still debating
whether to get on the road and head that way
that pack, I am awaiting.
Instead I'll curl up on the couch
feel my stomach start to churn
My muscles ache, my head hurts
It seems like I would have learned.
So, back to you God
I never didn't believe
this isn't a justification
Your services, I need.
Save me from the pain
the want, the craving.
I've finally really hit rock bottom
my daughter may be leaving.
Please help me
she needs to stay...
I promise I'll be good
I quit today.
Published 4th Oct 2013
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Anonymous
- Edited 4th Oct 2013 2:43pm
4th Oct 2013 2:36pm
Kind of convenient
when you never gave God the time of day
then something bad happens
(Not sure you need this) "then"(before)
you talk to Him all day.
Asking him to help you
make everything okay
(this is obvious) "in life
horrible happenings, complete despair hurts like a cutting knife." (I would eventually delete this were it my
poem)
(Come to think of it, this too) "You've done so many things wrong
why should he forgive you?
Why should he help you now
what is that going to do?" (None of your :) business)
(Although a nice visual) " Get down on your knees
beg for forgiveness
but the most you've ever been on your knees
is when you have sex." (I'd eventually drop all this too)
(Who say's?)"The prayer position
you've turned into something dirty
what a disgrace, you can't change back"
and you're already(so what?) thirty.
when you never gave God the time of day
then something bad happens
(Not sure you need this) "then"(before)
you talk to Him all day.
Asking him to help you
make everything okay
(this is obvious) "in life
horrible happenings, complete despair hurts like a cutting knife." (I would eventually delete this were it my
poem)
(Come to think of it, this too) "You've done so many things wrong
why should he forgive you?
Why should he help you now
what is that going to do?" (None of your :) business)
(Although a nice visual) " Get down on your knees
beg for forgiveness
but the most you've ever been on your knees
is when you have sex." (I'd eventually drop all this too)
(Who say's?)"The prayer position
you've turned into something dirty
what a disgrace, you can't change back"
and you're already(so what?) thirty.
4th Oct 2013 4:29pm
Would you like me to delete the whole poem? As much as I like honest criticism....I'm not sure how to take your comments.
Anonymous
4th Oct 2013 5:24pm
Incorporate them
Anonymous
4th Oct 2013 8:57pm
You've written what you're feeling. Suggestions for grammar and flow are fine, but never let anyone change what you mean to say.
3rd Nov 2013 5:40am
There is no place, person or thing in this life that can successfully heal the pain of an addiction except through GOD. An unspoken agreement or deal with GOD is an issue you must face, because our minds think thoughts faster than we can ever speak out loud......Many times I have uttered in my mind, If you just....I will......Try to involve talking with Him even when you are happy and on top......not only for emergencies in life....
