I wrote this a couple years ago. I'll discuss it later but I wanted to get your input first. What do you think? Do you have any thoughts when you read this? You can send it to me privately if you want to remain anonymous by clicking on the Email Me button to the right.
Here I Am, Send Me
You walk each day one step at a time
Minute by minute life goes on
People come and people go
They don’t see you
They don’t know.
Then the world comes crashing down
You dig your hole
You lie in wait
Darkness begs, you plead, you cry
Through your tears you can not hear
The quite voice pleading still
Here I Am, Seek Me.
Quietly you sit and sob
No one cares, no one calls
Do they see me? Do they know?
Will they care? Will they call?
Banging, hurting, crying
Still one small voice is pleading
Here I Am, Seek Me.
Walls surround in cold stark white
People crying, running, moaning
Do they know? Do they care?
Is this the life you're set to live?
Never knowing, needing help
Crying, sobbing, banging, hurting
Digging deeper
Tuning out you can not hear
That quiet voice always saying
Here I Am, Seek Me.
Quietly you sit and listen
Hope is given, work is needed
Do you want to see the light?
Slowly struggling, fighting, working
Tears are shed and wiped away
Hands are held and hugs are given
Standing near the deep, dark hole
Quietly you listen
Still you can not hear
Here I Am, Seek Me.
People come and stay a while
Touching, caring, helping, teaching
Slowly you erase away
Years of pain, confusion, hatred
In its place you start to see
Someone new, never known
Quietly you hear the pleading
Here I Am, Seek Me
People all around you question
Pushing, prodding
Trying to change you
They don’t like the new found you
Growing, seeking, praying, singing
Loudly you proclaim
Here I Am, Send Me.
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1 comment:
I think that life is hard . . . it's easy to get pulled into the trenches of darkness and sadness. At the end of the poem, your last line changed from "seek me" to "send me." I'm a huge believer in serving, and especially serving as a believer of Christ. I often wonder how serving changes people . . . I know for myself it takes the focus off me and onto how I can serve others.
That's my take on the poem.
Very well written:)
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