his tots: : : :
takin a dp luk @ my lyf
i realiz som or may b most problem i'm in has bn of my own makin,
& i feel @ a lost ova whre exatly i'm @ & whre i'm headn 2...
i feel so weak, draind of my strnt;
love sims 2 come @ tu high a price,
& hope sims 2 b a thread dat has kept me hangn 2 lyf...
dp insyd me ar so many emotions, tots, feelns of fear, guilt, worries, & uncertaintis;
uncertain abt wot lyf has got left 2 ofa me,
uncertain abt wot d future has got 2 unfold.....
i feel al alone, bt nidn al d help i can get,
bt den again i feel so dstant 4rm God;
evn wt His arms wide open 4 me 2 com in2,
i kip runin, runin away 4rm Him,
tinkin i cld sail tru ds storm al on my own....
now i'm don & tired,
i want 2 go bak home,
bak 2 d bliss dat once was my abode;
bt lyk d prodigal son, i feel lyk a stranger, lost & hopeles....
givn it al up sims so easy,
bt dat's no choice my heart can a4rd 2 tak;
i'll kip tryin, prayin & hopin someday soona dan l8r His lyt wil shine on me again,
& d smile dat had long bn gon wil com bak beamin on my face again;
& den i can say>>>>
i was so lost lyk a stranger wanderin hopelesly wtout purpose or dream,
walkin lyf in circle.....
bt His mercy found me jst yet again.........!
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