Thursday, July 8, 2010

IDK

K, so I don't have a title for it yet. But here is a poem I wrote.

I feel all alone, I cannot see.
The darkness is deep as night.
It seems to flow on for eternity
With no easy end in sight.

I wander around, tears start to come.
The sadness finally flows out.
My heart starts to beat as loud as a drum.
My soul starts to fill with doubt.

Is there anyone out there?
Can someone send me a sign?
I'm sending this out, it's my last prayer.
Can you heal this heart of mine?

Slowly a light shines in the dark.
Am I ready to be freed from these chains?
Can I trust them to heal me, to heal this deep mark?
Or will they just give me more pain.

Is there anyone out there?
Can someone send me a sign?
I'm sending this out, it's my last prayer.
Can you heal this heart of mine?

As the person comes forward, I start to see.
But it's not who I would expect.
Slowly I fall down to my knees
As my savior comes, me to perfect.

I know that he'll always be out there.
I know that he'll send me a sign.
He'll always be there to answer my prayer.
He'll always heal this heart of mine.

1 comment:

Amanda said...

That is profound, Shannah, and that's about the highest praise I can give. Thanks for sharing.