Help Me Lord - Poem by Matthew McKellar
Help me lord walk through this Black Abyss! Show me your compassion and seal it with a kiss. For my body is in pain, And I can no longer sleep at night. My life has no more to gain, and nothing left to offer, I am only left with a feeling of despair. I constantly want to pull out my hair. I feel as if I am in 'Death Mode'. Everything is going black!
I awake to a feeling of doom, as if I can no longer live, Life sees me as if I am one it can not forgive. I hear this spirit with a deep voice say ' Everything you do will fail, Your youthful skin color will go away and you will be pale.' I can no longer see the light. Help me Lord! Oh Lord? Why was I put here? I ask this question, but the truth the answer I will never know.
I feel so much pain and sorrow! With your loving kindness Lord, Will you help me live to see tomorrow? For this is how I truly feel, Oh Lord here my call and prove to me that you are real.-Matthew McKellar
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