Held Me

I’m not ready to go.

I’m still breathing,

still standing.

I don’t think suicide

is the answer for me.

 

You saw me weak,

and without hope. You hands

held me until I

could heal. Your grace

held on.

 

We both remember the prayers

under dark skies,

under a war of hate and abuse.

I’m sure Jesus you saw

the tears.

 

Lord God

You saw the pain deep within.

You saw the damage and my lies

couldn’t stand in your presence.

 

I was sick.

I was hurting.

So you heal me until

I could walk again. You are

all I’ve needed.

 

Forget the drugs I abused.

You are the way to cope.

Forget my suicide plans.

You are the reason to live.

Forget the cuts.

I’m clean in your eyes.

 

You held me until I

could say. “I no longer need to die.”

And I cried in joy “I can live again knowing

you are my strength.”

 

Reviews

[sarah]

This is so wonderful and inspirational if only everyone just see this and know that God is the reason to live and always will be great work!

[OT]

a very positive and uplifting write here!! the light at the end of that dark tunnel that so threatens to close in on us at times!! nice!

[Tina Kline]

This is very beautiful, very positive and very inspiring. I love it!