My Prayer

The journey's long and I've been wrong Never good enough. I've worked and I've prayed, the price I've paid All the wrong stuff. I looked at my brother,a nd I looked at another They weren't right. I guaged all my actions on their reactions Always ready to fight. I started to drink, and watched myself sink Deep in despair. I stumbled alone in the darkness I'd sown God wasn't there. For days, weeks, and years I gave in to fears A feverish brain. Just darkness and night, never sign of light Feeling insane. I've nowhere to run, the drinking is done I'm searching now. I'm looking for proof of some inner truth Oh God, tell me how! Jan 8/18 D H Loewen