With things racing through my mind all day and everyday, I get so overwhelmed, and I forget to pray. This let's satin give me bad ideas, He increases paronia and heightens fears. But as I calm down and realize this, I feel stupid, silly, and very sick. So I wrote this poem to relay a message to myself, 'that God and his son Jesus aint gave up on me yet'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem