A soul, confused by darkness sits
And, sadly, is ready to call it quits.
The road's too rough, the path too long
No matter what he does-it's wrong.
His heart is heavy with his own shame
And guilt in knowing that he's to blame.
His life, it seems, is falling apart-
He's breaking promises and breaking hearts.
He's haunted by the things he's done
And disgusted by what he's become. And in his anguish he cries out
And wonders what he's all about.
How could he have gotten so far off track?
Are the wounds too deep to ever go back?
From the core of his being a feeling grows...
"Ask for forgiveness...the Savior knows"
With heartfelt sorrow and tears down his face
He surrenders his sins and repentance takes place.
He can feel his heart lighten as if he's set free...
As the words of our Savior say "COME UNTO ME"
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13 years ago
this poem sounds like someone i used to know, or actually do know. Very well.... I like this one mom.
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