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I am sooo tired
Walk, walk, walk
Each step taking its toll
I'm weary of hope
Setting a new image
To press me toward a goal

What is it all about
What is the point
Suffering, buffering
.....WHAT...my lord???

Isn't it enough
That I gave my life
In your service
No one would want
A life of sorrow
A child doesn't deserve THIS

What about the lofty
Who claim you too
Shall I JUDGE 
...Me....THEM...I hate!!!

Wait, what!?!
I hate, yes, I hate
This bitter taste
At least in captivity
I had enough sweet...things
I could afford to waste
......moments

No way! this can NOT be 
      my life...........I'm trudging IN death

I have to ask
When will it be over
Am I really coming through
What awaits me
The paradise of my mind
Or....just you

All this suffering
Has made you small
I don't serve a BIG god
Maybe you were tiny
And my heart lies open
In this desert.....
      ..............you have REQUIRED.....yes, REQUIRED...me to trod

..............I HATE plan B....stupid, ignorant woman of fallen man.....

You brought us the required blood of your man
Though I am far from grateful, NOW, it is a full-proof plan

....to get the IDEA of LACK....out of me

My GOD, HELP ME, FORGIVE ME
............as I enter, fully, into the bitterness of soul
Knowing that you WILLING gave up GLORY to walk me into (w)Hole (i)ness.

Written by Trudy Schrader on 06-13-2018

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