This poem was written when i was about 15-16 years old, and exemplifies the struggle I had between wanting to help people and needing to be helped myself.
I walked alone in darkness,
along a dark pathway.
I walked along in silence,
had nothing left to say.
Ahead I saw a figure –
could not make out its form
Its state in total agony –
a hopeless soul, forlorn.
Sitting there on the edge of despair
I wanted to help, to show that I cared
I heard strange noise escaping,
deep from its inner self
like the sounds of souls who lament
within the depths of Hell
Each cry came out more feeble,
more desperate than the last;
And still each cry, unanswered,
went off into the past.
I reached out my hand,
my friendship to bestow;
And as I reached I realized
what I had not yet known.
This poor soul who was sitting
and crying all alone
Turned out to be the same soul –
none other than my own.
I am a musician, an engineer, a mentor; my desire is to leave things better than I found them; I am a sister, daughter, wife, mother, aunt, friend.
Suicide breaks my heart; Cancer breaks my heart; Human trafficking breaks my heart; Seeing people make bad life decisions breaks my heart.
I am thankful for the One True and Living God who saved me from myself and, through His Son Jesus Christ, has saved from my sins;
I am confidently persistent, passionately determined and boldly creative so that I may inspire others to live a life that ultimately matters.
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2 thoughts on “I Cried Out”
It’s beautiful dear😊
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