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peachykeen
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« on: April 07, 2004, 03:21:26 PM » |
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For Kiahcat and Broken, I saw on BEP's prayer request list that you guys seemed to fall on hard times (unless it was other people you were praying for). Either way, I wanted you to know that I am praying for you especially for strength, guidance, and love. Depression is a VERY difficult disease (yes, disease), and it is so widespread these days it really concerns me. I hope that this poem helps you a bit, I wrote it during a bout of depression, and thinking that, since everybody tends to write poems about anger or death (althogh those two emotions usually make pretty powerful poems), I wanted to write one about holding on.
Road
The road ahead looks terrifying,
the road ahead looks long.
But how will I know for certain
unless I continue holding on?
I have passed through fire,
and I have witnessed death,
and as my soul trudges onwards,
what I wish the most is rest.
But how will I know where the path is:
the path to take off my load,
if I give into depression
and decide to give up the road?
There are too many future laughters,
too many soft leaves at my feet
to give up hoping for anything
and despair and wail and weep.
For I believe my sufferings:
my toils, my tears, my griefs,
int time will all be rewarded
because of my strong beliefs.
Everyone hurts at sometime
and looses sight of all hope,
but how will you know what the good is
if you decide to give up the road?
I would love to hear from you guys, feel free to private message me.
all my love, peachy.
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Do not be decieved,Wormwood.Our cause is never more in danger than when a human,no longer desiring,but still intending to do God's will,looks round upon a universe from which every trace of Him seems to have vanished,and asks why he has been forsaken,and still obeys.-CS Lewis,Screwtape
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