Lifes Cruel Intentions
Is it just coincidence
That all my intentions have gone unseen.
It doesn't matter what I do
There's always a distraction to intervene.
As it messes with the rule book
Exceeding Boundaries in its lifes pathways.
I can't remember a time of certain reassurances
That have helped me through dark days.
When will God call out to me
& answer me in prayer.
When will I be free from pains defeats
And be returned with the best of care.
I've dedicated all my lifetime
To helping others on their ways
So why must I be cruelly punished
And released the pressures of my dismay.
So now I'm contemplating
Which way in lifes path to turn.
But I'm restricted by my boundaries
As the wheels of fate decide to churn.
Be it which way I venture
My path will carefully be tread.
For fear of committing the same sins committed
From past experiences in life ive plead.
BY ANNA SABRINA TATE 24/10/2019
Copyright © Anna Tate | Year Posted 2019
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