I have never lived yet, there's no use pretending,
I have never lived yet, my life close to ending,
From the first hour of my birth, I've had a low sense of worth,
The truest words of my song, could they have always been wrong?
I have never lived yet, I have never lived yet.
I have never loved yet, there's no one to hold me,
I have never loved yet, my kisses were too free,
From the time of first dating, I saw no need for waiting,
To escape from my home's strife, stained my soul to be a wife
I have never loved yet, I have never loved yet.
I've never been a child, I know that for damn sure,
I've never been a child, no past dreams of nurture,
A huge helping of drama, and a plate full of trauma,
Life bereft of Your blessing, THAT dear God I'm confessing,
I've never been a child, I've never been a child.
But now I'm a poet, my passions at last free,
But now I'm a poet, fount of my family,
To God's blessings I came home and promise no more to roam,
Today Lord, if I have pride, it's because You're by my side,
Loving just the I AM, and now yours Lord I am.
That is a great poem, I like it very much. I like Christian poems.
Hey Colin, Thanks for your comment...! Though every life is touched with depression at times, for some this is a real battle. I have several close friends who have lost children for example. And I have witnessed the consequences of such a loss up close and personal. Though I have written poems in the past about life from a woman's perspective to hide my identity (See 'A Girl At A Dance') , this poem is not one of those. The first 3 stanzas are about a friend's real suffering, the last stanza is really my prayer, my vision of what I hope lies before her. I look forward to more comments in the future.
profound is this beautiful submission, possibly His designed rewards for us at end of day. Thanks Brian for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great to ponder, well penned