You wanna run away
but your trapped inside
Something so small a needle
couldnt hide
Theres no arms reaching
And no one to call
Your starting to feel so very small
You look up to the stars
And feel you wanna shine
Yet no one helps cuz to them you seem fine
You stand up in church
and raise up your hands
But inside you feel your sinking in sand
Though you wanna reach higher lands
In the mist of danger you stand
But when you thought everything
was coming to an end
You come to find a very beautiful FREIND
Someone who was alaways there from the start
But there was no water in the desert
to cleanse your heart
You gave up but you can start again
So you stand in the questions of now or when?
You pick the end why should you have to fite?
When your pain could end and you could sleep at night
You yell, thank you freind
Wait what's your name?
My name is jesus In you heart i am framed
wonderful job! thanks for writing it and putting it on here.
DLG Good job and you give your reader hope in this rocky and ever changing world. Nice poem of inspiration and letting the reader know that they have Jesus.
we all need a friend but that man is no friend to me but good poem
Your meditation on finding your friend while sinking feeling haunting you....welldone10
A friend is fantastic in imagination. Are you crucified or resurrected?
I like this one, I think we might have a lot in common.... or at least we write about the same types of issues! ! xoxoxo- Jen, Jennifer, or Just Me
'You stand up in church and raise up your hands But inside you feel your sinking in sand'... well said, Little Girl...your words portrait hypocrisy and reality on one single frame eloquently...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
AMEN! ! Beautiful poem! Thank you for sharing