I Tried

Born ashamed and raised in doubt
Life unleashed and let fear out

I tried to tuck it underneath
I stood up, against my grief

With all of my might
I fought the fight

A lot of time, spent on my knees
Crying, confessing, begging, please

Help me, Lord, to find my way
Let me thrive on this next day

Change me Lord, I know you can
Instead of crawling, help me stand

I see the blessings, he bestows
My faith, a door, I will not close

But hope for a life, more than a chore
Has disappeared.  It exists no more
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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