Dear God, I sent a letter to you today God,
Expressing all my pain and hurts that this blinded world has put me through
The Hell that I still went through
Who is this black beauty standing in the mirrors with eyes so crystal clear that you can see the past of the burdens this old rugged world has put her through?
I want to scream with everything and all the power and strength that I have left inside of me
Never thought things of a cold shattered body could feel so lonely..
So empty
Looking for someone or something to feel up her empty thoughts and refresh them with stories that will uplift the spirit..
To bring me within one…break bondadge and fly away with a million dollar smile stuck to my face
Lord have mercy on my soul as I tiptoe through this thing called life…
Dang, I wanna do right..
I try to do right
But you know how hard it is to decease deadly tongues trying to prove a point of flesh when really they are acting like the Devil’s child!
Spitting out venom that tries to feed off the weak flesh
That’s right!
The path I walk on has some twists and turns, but one day I want to be able to spread my wings God and fly away in peace knowing that my mission here on Earth is completed
Dear God,
Yes I’m writing you this letter because you have been with me every step of the way and know and hear my struggles
You understand the things I do and the feelings I feel
The depression that has almost got the best of me
Blinded by the darkness for too long!
I need to be led by the light
Your light of course
I feel my heart as it reaps the pain
I sure ain’t got time for these silly love games
Immature boys that call themselves men
Degrading women and putting women down to shame
Lord, guide my footsteps
I’ve walked on the wrong path for far too long,
Feeling confused
Mentally and emotionally abused, but I”m learning now
A Black woman who still stands on her own two feet
Struggling with the unity of her own
Finding her own self; visions imprinted upon my soul as I follow my heart
To fight and keep hope alive
I want to be the one in disguise so that no one remembers my faults
Well..that’s what a lot of people do is remember your faults rather than seeing the good
Like a ghetto black boy trapped in the hood
With no money and no hopes and living with no dreams
True story for those who may live this actual case of reality
Facing others who struggle with things bigger than my issues
I wanted to write this letter to you God to let you know that I’m a Black angel who wants to protect myself from harm
Your presence I feel gently squeezing me upon my arms
Of course you gonna stay by myside and whisper all the secrets to success as You continue to watch me grow
Wiping away the virtual tears and taking a deep breath and take things a little more seriously
Because the struggle is real and reality is realer
I want to become better than my past and of the years I was before
Mold me to become one with my spiritual heart, soul and mind
No more fears and no more cries
This soldier isn’t ready to die
As this letter ends, I seal it with fearless thoughts
A strong mind and a new battle that’s ready to be fought
I write this letter to you God
The creator of all times
I confess to you
I’m still listening to you God
Written by Patrice “Lyrical Passion” Rivers Copyrighted 2014
Very good,
So ripe with emotion.
It is apparent that His will
Has brought you strife,
And the purifying fires of struggle,
Empowering pain reserved for the greats,
Paul, Jesus, John the Baptist.
His touch of calamity
Is the definite answer
To one who prays to become a Light,
To become stronger and better and shine.
Be ready for the flames,
You will look at yourself on the other side of them,
A new thing,
Radiating a light not your own,
But neither a reflection.
You are on your path to Glory,
And it resonates in your prayer.
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Beautiful poem. Lovely words. Keep up the good work. God bless you.
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