Dear GOD
I Struggle with these cards of Life
That You dealt me with
I’m not a Saviour and I’m no Saint
I just feel like a Pet in a Cage
Like I’m my Owner, Captor and Captive
I’ve trekked Wildernesses and Deserts
I’ve drowned in Rivers and Seas
I’ve walked through fierce Storms
I’ve dragged myself through Infernos
I’ve come out of battles with deep Scars
But I hardly feel like a Warrior
This War just doesn’t seem to end
Why does it have to take so long
To get out of this Cycle of Pain?
How do I turn this into a source of Power?
I hope that I will become a Survivor
Because I’m neither a Fighter nor a Hero
The Only thing I’ve ever Fought for
Was the will to Exist here
Now the Hardest part remains
Living for Someone Else
While still Loving my Owned Self
P.S
I Know You Are For Me

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