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Seth

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

1 poem·Since May 2013
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For the Weak

May 10, 2013
Part I: Depression I can't help but see All this pain and sorrow Encircling me. When there's no hope for tomorrow, No love for the fellow Who needs it the most, All life seems lost. Do you even notice The smallest of creatures, Even the locust? If you don't notice her features Or reach out to meet her, Tell me who does. Someone must love. If life has a purpose, Then I need to know it So I don't feel worthless. God, can You show it? I don't want to blow it. I need some love, Some comfort from above. Something new. Something to heal. Just help me move. Please help me to feel. Is love so real? I need something to believe. Come work inside me. Part II: Fulfillment I cried out in the night, And Somebody heard me. My life was a blight, but He reassured me, "It's all right." Right then and there I gave it all To the One Who stopped my fall. "It's all right." I felt His presence in the room And gave my life To Him Who proves "It's all right." My life goes on With trials and troubles, But through it all I remember on the double "It's all right." My story is not where it ends. It is only where it begins. You can have this love, too, If you believe in the One Who made you. Just like in the room that night, If you believe in the only Jesus Christ, He will save you and make sure you know "It's all right."
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