Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Forsaken - By Janna Buttrick

To feel trapped
Stuck in a corner – with no escape
Helpless and wandering
Seeking in vain
Wishing and wanting
Waiting to be heard
But no reply is to come
Lost you shall stay
Left wanting
You become a ghost
                                                                                    To others
                                                                                          To self
                                                                                                To God
If there is a God
He is gone – leaving my life to chance
Mere roll of the dice . . . my destiny

Why should I hope?
Why should I pray?
To a God that has forsaken me
To a God that exists so perfectly in my dreams – reality, a twisted image of the dream

Tears fall
Heart beats faster
Head pounds
Vocals SCREAM
But self that is longing goes unheard
                                                                           Is left wanting
                                                                                Out of breath
                                                                                     Cold in the heart
                                                                                          Scared to death
Why trust?
Why wish?
Why hope?
For something, that like childhood dreams of Santa Clause
Is becoming the greatest let down of my mature life
To believe in something in vain
To wish on something unreal
To hope in someone nonexistent
Only hurts
Only breaks
Only tears one apart
In a moments time of being forgotten
I let go
Fall
Scream
Cry
Search
And am LOST
Lost as the damned?
Lost from the lamb?
Lost as a child . . . tears streaming
                                                                              Rushing
                                                                                 Running
                                                                                    Wishing
Wanting to be caught up
Raptured in the moment of – happiness
                                                joy
                                                peace
                                                solace
                                               harmony
                                                nature
                                                LOVE

HELP – If you exist . . . then show YOURSELF
Be real for once
For one – who needs a Father . . . who needs his Son
HELP
Please . . . HELP

HEAL
Please . . . HEAL

Comfort
Please . . . comfort

PROTECT


Please . . . PROTECT me
For I am lost
I am scared
I am fearful
I am a child
I am in NEED
I have been forsaken -- damned

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