Faced with daily dilemmas,
each with their own aftermath.
Standing at the crossroads,
Met with a choice
The gift of freewill seeming more like a burden
Battling right vs. wrong,
Manipulated into thinking the latter
is more appealing.
Taking a step forward into darkness,
only to be placed further from the light.
A misguided search in all of the wrong places,
struggling to fill a void so hollow.
Surrounded by seemingly mountainous trials.
Discouraged from standing out in the crowd,
instead blending into the background,
Confusion making areas previously black and white, a clouded grey.
Dimming the beacon of light we’re born to be.
Sometimes life becomes too hard to stand
And so I kneel before my only answer.
Forgive us Father, for we know not what we do.
© 2011 Maria Grillo
Our Almighty God is listening every prayer from you, you just have to belive ! He knows your Heart and your Soul your Situation and problems your fears and weakness !
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