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| Fri, 12-12-2003 - 12:48pm |
The years have passed- many colours I have been,
Fighting the issues, some never seen,
They've torn me up, they've taken my life,
Stolen my thoughts,twisted the knife.
White I once was, pure and renewed,
Slowly it turned, blue was my mood,
Fighting the pain that left me so dry,
Prevaricator thats me-living one mighty lie.
Black I have been, darkened by sin,
Put in my head saying I'm not really thin,
Red I then turned from the blood boiling inside,
Then there was my life, about to subside.
Right at the moment, I am working from grey
To lighten the shade by walking the right way
Ignoring the thoughts and forgetting time lost,
To change my direction, erasing roads crossed.
Though my status is a dark shade of grey,
I'm working so hard and to God I pray,
He will wash me whiter than snow,
Not make me slide but help me to grow.
Being white is the best= to be clean and free,
With the glory from God, the devil I flee,
No longer tempted by the thoughts in my head,
but living for God, his love I will spread.
hugs to ya'll
Ally xxx

Hi Ally,
I love your poem. I am sorry if you posted it before and I missed it. Typically I try to read, and respond to, all the posts, but sometimes I just don't get around to it.
Love & hugs, Kristina
The opinions I have expressed here are from my own experience and are not intended as medical advice or to take the place of your own physician's advice.
Love & hugs, Kristina