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My Savior
Many times I have looked to the heavens
Only seeing gray
Satan draining the color from my soul
Not thinking to close my eyes and open my heart
letting the Lord refill my easel
Afraid to make my journey alone, I keep unclean company
Dragging me down the road to my own damnation
Unable to break free from the tight grasp on my hands
Following blindly to a place unknown
Wearily walking, hoping to escape my past
only to find it has run ahead to stare me in the face with it’s unforgiving grin
I walk with one eye open
hoping to see only partially the Hell I have created for myself
Longing to forget the evils I have committed
By chance, we come upon a stranger
I’m to ashamed to raise my head
He frees’ me from my captors,Frightening them with His presence
He takes my hand and leads me to the road of redemption
Freeing my soul completely.Wiping away every unseen tear
Filling my heart with gladness
Never to leave me unprotected
Comments
weirdelf
18 years 8 months ago
this poem speaks to me
IKnowNoBox
18 years 7 months ago
The purgatory I live.
Conect11
18 years 7 months ago
Julie,
JulieMcCarty
18 years 7 months ago
Thanks