Think of jumping from those burning buildings and how suicide is supposedly never an option.

God’s forgiveness
 

Sitting there above the fire suicide I sure desire

Not feeling guilty of my thinking for god accepts my true repenting

For gods love is not hard to acquire sitting there above a fire

I am thankful that I am living but soon ill hear the angels singing

 

Now I look down from the top hoping for the fire to stop

Now as I decide to jump hearing my hearts constant thump

I now can feel my stomach drop my heart is racing, racing nonstop

There I am sitting on my rump I just don’t have the nerves to jump

 

Right than and there I get ambition I know that death is my conviction

Half way down my life was taken for my life was not forsaken

To the gates I had admission thanks for God’s great jurisdiction

The devils wrath that day was waken remember those whose life’s were taken


Submitted: July 17, 2009

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Haileigh

I love this. I can't believe it doesn't have any comments. It sure deserves them. I've thought about this before, but would never be able to put it into words this well(poetry is NOT my thing. I admire a good poet and you seem to be one. I'll definitely be back to read some of your longer pieces when it's not 2 in the morning.

Sat, August 22nd, 2009 8:30am

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ha ha late nights are a thrill thanks

Sat, August 22nd, 2009 10:11am

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