I knelt to my knees
and asked God for strength
I asked him for hope,
I asked him for faith,
I wept on the floor
begging him please
return my strength and sanity
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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I've been in situations before where I've thought I can't move on, and I've offered myself up to God, and I have pulled through. I understand what you're conveying in this poem, I think, and I really like it. Short, yet it says so much.