Poetry

With love and hate and no fate for my dreams to lead the way I hope for peace of mind and memories of a better time like when I was little cause life is like a riddle that’s to hard for me to understand, I’m reaching out for Gods hand; please catch me… snatch me from out the air cause I’m falling… all the while calling out for you… “God Hear My Voice“.
So deep into a visual fixation of a nightmare… I look unto you; towards the sky, I cry and before I die; please release me from my own demons who tear apart my soul… and torment me… furthermore prevent me from doing right; I lose sight of what I love; I need help from above… “God Hear My Voice”.
My future doesn’t look clear cause I fear for my present-I’m just a peasant who’s alone in the dark with hurt in my heart… so far apart from you… with no clue on how to connect; except through this choice, I speak… “God Hear My Voice”
Your presence still lingers from my head to the tip of my fingers, I write, you read, I speak, you listen but I’m missing the WORD of which that is yours; please open the doors and let me in, take me from this life of sin… “God Hear My Voice”.
Come fix me because I’m broken, yes your word was spoken; out in the open; yet there I was covering my ears and over the years… like spears I was cut deep in my mind… now time has brought me to this… “God Hear My Voice”
I need an angel… Because from this angle; heaven looks so far away; don’t want to stay in this world without you… “Please God Hear My Voice”
I Alex Speak to you lord needing your guidance; I say god, “hear my voice”, but I know first I must hear yours. Speak Lord because there isn’t a time that I’m listening more than I am now. I give you my heart, my mind, my dreams, my pen, my pad. I say Take me lord… take me away.
Until that day… I am here lord.
Waiting, hoping, speaking… “GOD Hear My Voice.”