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Loose Change

I know the path But I’m in chains I’m restrained My soul is in captivity My days consist of drug-induced activity To know and not do is insanity I watch my life pass before me It's vanity. I know the Truth It’s right in front of me But to grasp Its’ power I find none of my own I am not proud that I blow clouds And I’m in a daze I sit in smoke filled rooms It’s like being lost in a maze Like coins in my pocket I spend my life on menial things I live like loose change Sadness is what it brings What will I have to show for the life I’ve spent My time is lent I do not own it My world is small Each day is predictable My addictions runs deep I think it’s despicable I stopped resisting Now I’m merely existing And I watch my life fade away I want to be free I want to spread my wings Fly like an eagle So strong and so regal I want to reach heights beyond my limits I want to soar on the wings of His power Hour by hour Ascending higher Becoming stronger Redeeming the time Live a little longer And trust in the One who knows me I want to make wise choices And drown out those voices That has controlled my thinking for so long I want to belong Sing a new song Right all my wrongs While I yet have my breath I want to go the distance Finish the race set before me Overcome the odds that are clearly against me And reach my destiny Until Heaven becomes my home I want these chains broken And my enemies choking From words of Truth I proclaim I want to achieve victory in His name I want to live for His glory Be powerful proclaiming His story I want to witness prisoners set free That they too may spend the remainder of their change Living for another Helping each other Until the sand in the hourglass runs dry And true life begins I want out of this pit I want to stretch my arms I want to reach for the sun With children beside me All the ones born from my obedience Its expedient But as of now there’s a Voice That speaks ever so softly Is that You that called me? I can't imagine why My life can testify to the fear of You not speaking And like a dripping faucet I’m leaking One drop at a time Spending nickels Spending dimes How much change do I have left? Only God knows

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