Run
Lord, please help. I can't have this. Maybe it's best I leave. Cause all they see in me is trouble. Im sick and tired of being thought of as trouble. Im not trying to be trouble and lie or disrespect her. But yet she sees only that they see only that. I need your help, God, or I'll leave. I don't want to go. I want to stay here. Especially at Christmas time. But I need your help now or I don't know if I can take it. Im hanging on trying not to go. I'm trying not to give up and just run. But I'm tired of this so why should I stay. Only for Fawn and cause I want to for me. I need to stay. I want my life here or I be somewhere I don't want to be. I be some where I be in misery. I be some my Christmas be ruined. So help God with what's going on. You know what it is. I don't want to run, but I might run away. I just leave cause Fawn will be ok and I'm sure later on I will be ok. But I'm hanging on, so please, Lord, help fix it all . All I can say is. So don't let this happen and don't let me run.
Poetry Books 50% Off
Bestselling collections from top poets
