Dear Lord

Dear Lord

A Poem by Courtney Hough

Dark and dismal I feel,

As I fall to my knees.

Praying to the one who sent me,

Asking to be free.

 

“My Lord, who am I,

Why am I here?

I’m different from everyone,

And that’s their fear.

 

I know I don’t belong,

It is very clear.

They say you don’t make mistakes,

But why send me here?”

 

I listen quietly,

Feel warmth surrounding me.

“You’re not made for this world,

You’re made to live with me.

 

My daughter I’m sorry,

This world is too dead.

There is no love here,

They feel not with the heart; but head.

 

I’m sorry my daughter,

I understand you want to leave.

But what mercy will be shown there,

If you are here with me?

 

Compassion is strength,

And you are strong and just.

You may come home,

But in your decision you must trust.”

 

I pause and think of my life,

“I’m ready to be home tonight.”

He nods his head,

And my body feels light.

 

My eyes slowly open,

Reveling my dream.

Dammed to live another day,

In a world not made for me.

 

 


© 2017 Courtney Hough



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That last verse really hit me, as I many times feel that way. I'm agnostic, but I like the way you portrayed "God". I often think that there is no point to Life, that it is all just Chaos and matter.

Still, I gotta say this is quite refreshing to read. Nice work. :)

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That last verse really hit me, as I many times feel that way. I'm agnostic, but I like the way you portrayed "God". I often think that there is no point to Life, that it is all just Chaos and matter.

Still, I gotta say this is quite refreshing to read. Nice work. :)

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow
I can relate to this piece threw and threw.
The big question.
The undeniable curiosity.
The unquenched thirst for reason.
Why?
A scenario depicted with a beginning and an end.
Yet unfulfilled , the question lingers .??
Is there a purpose??
Or is life a trial of concious and error.
A wonderful theme , well written .
I would be honored to brainstorm this exact theme with you and compose a sequel .
The question .
Too quote one the greatest . Life " is it to be or not to be"

Posted 4 Months Ago


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Courtney Hough

4 Months Ago

Thanks for the review! Yes we should:)
You wake from the dream or was it divine intervention
You ponder the message as afterthought arrives post haste
You know in all the calamity you are in an inescapable sess pool of cruelty
His message now seems a faded memory or is it myth
Although others suffer alike you remain alone, hurt, and miserable
Nothing or no one to help nor ease the pain
Thoughts of escape are as mythical as hope
Days blend into frightening nights, now nothing is as comforting as all the constant horror you face alone

Posted 4 Months Ago


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deep, powerful and honest. i can relate. hard when you feel like you don't fit in. he has a purpose and a time for all ...

Posted 5 Months Ago


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Courtney Hough

5 Months Ago

Thanks Pete!

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