Against the midst of my seclusion
Life outside of mine is just an illusion
Eyes view from a different perspective
In order to reach my own personal goals at my own discretion
Not acknowledging others perception of me
Only I know what and who I am or can be
From child abuse in more forms than one
Leading to spiritual brokeness
Leaving God's will for my life undone
Until I'm found, I'll stay lost-To what is the cost?
But....I'm never to far from my saviours grasp
Breaking out of my seclusion-I'm wanted at last
He disregards my past, mistakes and wrongdoings
I'm as new as a renovated building once in ruins
Didn't seem possible until I heard God can do it
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