dark.

Hurt had left a deep mark
to cause me to sit in the silence of dark.

Still, i carry on in this painful fight,
not being able to see the light.

I long to see that flicker of hope,
Yet all i see is an impossibly steep slope

Please, just a little flame or spark,
So it makes it more comfortable to embark.

What a journey is this life, full of struggles
i heard somewhere one should 'jump in puddles'?

Oh please tell me, what i have done my awesome God?
I'm desperate for the comfort of the shepherds rod.

Tell me, when did i get lost?
if i had known, this line i'd never have crossed.

So God, forgive me
That is my crying plea.

I pray you will come to find this lost soul of mine
and that by your grace, i could escape this dark confine.