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A cry to God for help


Submitted:May 4, 2013    Reads: 9    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   


A PLEA TO GOD
I am tired; I am so very tired,
I am tired of carrying the burden of life,
Tied to my back like strings on an Easter kite
Tired of worrying, tired of hurrying,
day by day to get life going.
The food, the shelter, the schooling and the scolding,
Lord I am tired of always hurting.
Its tough, so tough,
Sometimes I can't even breathe long enough.
Sometimes I feel like giving up,
The weight feels so heavy, I am begining to hump.
I am physically, mentally, emotionally tired.
I feel the walls of life closing in around me.
Like a vacuum it is sucking every ounce of life from me.
Please Lord, stretch forth your hands and hold me.




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