I Want to Tell My Story
"Prayer Therapy"
Dear God,
I know it’s been a long time sense you’ve last heard from me. I turned my back from you, decided to do things my own way, and on my way I got lost. I’m not who I was when you were last in my life Lord and to be honest I’ve been angry with you to say the least, and I’m sorry! See, I blamed you for everything bad that’s ever happened and for having it all happen to me. Everyone around me that knows you says you have not turned your back on me so face to face your Grace I beg of you, “Forgive me Lord my Father, for I haven't been myself lately and I've been steady trying to figure out who I am as of lately! I’ve wasted so much life stuck in the past, too much damn pain and so many good things didn’t last I've just been driving myself crazy thinking about it all! But now I want to give it all to you because I can’t keep living in this hell of constant torment. Always feeling like a worthless piece of shit, just to be honest. Ever sense I can remember I have been trapped within the cages of Guilt and depression with the Devil telling me, nearly every day, all the reasons I didn’t even want to live in this world anymore... Yeah, I’ve been carrying a heavy load of unnecessary garbage. Things that I had already been forgiven for, but never could forgive myself for. All my life I spent my days depressed and anxious always stressed out and on high alert due to all the past traumatizing hurt...I tried using drugs to cope with all the negative memories and feelings but all the drugs ever did was numb me for a bit but no matter how much I took no amount could take the pain away (and you and me both know how desperately I had tried) so it made it easy to give them up but before I knew it I was drowning at the bottom of a tall whisky ginger, thank you lord for sending me the man who pulled me out! But Lord it isn’t easy, and I’m fighting the same battle every day but I know I'm a lot stronger than the Devil tries to say. Yeah, the devil had a pretty tight hold on me there for a while and he’s still clawing at my ankles but I see you’re light Lord and I’m crawling to you! Please give me strength! Nothing that I tried to do on my own has gotten me out of this hell, and so, now it's perfectly clear the only one can that can save me . Is You!
I started a prayer journal and I wrote this the other day with a christian rap beat in my mind.
Dear God,
I know it’s been a long time sense you’ve last heard from me. I turned my back from you, decided to do things my own way, and on my way I got lost. I’m not who I was when you were last in my life Lord and to be honest I’ve been angry with you to say the least, and I’m sorry! See, I blamed you for everything bad that’s ever happened and for having it all happen to me. Everyone around me that knows you says you have not turned your back on me so face to face your Grace I beg of you, “Forgive me Lord my Father, for I haven't been myself lately and I've been steady trying to figure out who I am as of lately! I’ve wasted so much life stuck in the past, too much damn pain and so many good things didn’t last I've just been driving myself crazy thinking about it all! But now I want to give it all to you because I can’t keep living in this hell of constant torment. Always feeling like a worthless piece of shit, just to be honest. Ever sense I can remember I have been trapped within the cages of Guilt and depression with the Devil telling me, nearly every day, all the reasons I didn’t even want to live in this world anymore... Yeah, I’ve been carrying a heavy load of unnecessary garbage. Things that I had already been forgiven for, but never could forgive myself for. All my life I spent my days depressed and anxious always stressed out and on high alert due to all the past traumatizing hurt...I tried using drugs to cope with all the negative memories and feelings but all the drugs ever did was numb me for a bit but no matter how much I took no amount could take the pain away (and you and me both know how desperately I had tried) so it made it easy to give them up but before I knew it I was drowning at the bottom of a tall whisky ginger, thank you lord for sending me the man who pulled me out! But Lord it isn’t easy, and I’m fighting the same battle every day but I know I'm a lot stronger than the Devil tries to say. Yeah, the devil had a pretty tight hold on me there for a while and he’s still clawing at my ankles but I see you’re light Lord and I’m crawling to you! Please give me strength! Nothing that I tried to do on my own has gotten me out of this hell, and so, now it's perfectly clear the only one can that can save me . Is You!
I started a prayer journal and I wrote this the other day with a christian rap beat in my mind.
31-35, F
