When did He Help

I live in hell

And may of failed

But when did he help

I made my Life

But hell moved in

When did he help

I was raised by his word

And i believe in the lord

But when did he help

It's been in my head 

And I don't comprehend

When did he help

I know some of my life

Was not of my making

But when did he help

So I stopped believing

And started living

Reviews

[ron]

Nice poem. I know sometimes we feel as though we are alone, but we are never alone if we have some one to talk with. I know that sounds corny but it's true.

[Arianna Dean]

Thank you.

[ron]

Your welcome.

[Arianna Dean]

Sometimes it is hard to find someone to talk to though...

[Arianna Dean]

Sometimes it is hard to find someone to talk to though...

[ron]

I know what you mean. I have a few people I can talk to here. If you want to talk I would be happy to listen.