Diggitydave Posted April 1, 2008 Share Posted April 1, 2008 Im so tired Tired of hearing that you love me Im tired of hearing you'll help me I'm tired of hearing that you'll never leave me I can't stand the people on Sunday I cannot stand the songs I cannot stand repeated lies I cannot stand on my feet and belong Why didn't you help me When I was clawing my way through Why didn't you hear me When I screamed and cried for you Why can't you free me from the hatred Why can't you release me from the shame Where's all this forgiveness? Not as easy as just asking, as they say Two years 4 months 9 days it was my strength I'm scared to say im done with you I'm scared to give you up Why can't you just talk back Why can't you just talk back!? If you love me so much, why did you punish me Stop quoting me lines and feeding me trash I want to actually see your face I want to touch your hands... 1 Link to comment
Weeblie Posted April 1, 2008 Share Posted April 1, 2008 I can relate to this because I've felt it many times before. I still believe in God, but I've realized that instead of just praying and waiting, I need to go out and make things happen too. Link to comment
hosswhispra Posted April 1, 2008 Share Posted April 1, 2008 Awesome writing, Diggitydave! You really touched on a lot of emotions that I have felt/still feel about God. Thanks for this poem. It really rocks. Awesome job! Link to comment
thejigsup Posted April 1, 2008 Share Posted April 1, 2008 You are talking to the God of the Church and I'm not so sure that God really exists. My God does exist and he does love me, that I know. My God resides within me and has guided and protected me my entire life. Now things have not always been rosey, not at all. But instead of asking God to help me or do this or that, I learned to ask Him to give me strength and wisdom and I could get my own behind in gear. Never failed once, He will always talk to me and give me strength. Be very still and listen. He doesn't like people who yell. Come to Him in peace and that is what He will give you. I don't go to church and I don't really go for "church people". I don't know that I'd call myself Christian, but I suppose I am. I do know that He has given me strength and answers as to all the "whys" in my life once I decided to really listen and not tell Him what to do. My truth may be different than yours. One size does not fit all. We all have a different purpose. Link to comment
Diggitydave Posted April 1, 2008 Author Share Posted April 1, 2008 im not sure why he tortures me, thats not what love is. Link to comment
jengh Posted April 4, 2008 Share Posted April 4, 2008 I'm not usually a fan of poetry, I find most boring and sappy...but this I like...it really rings true. Link to comment
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