Poem -The one who is by my side

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It is a poem. It leads you through my imagination of Jesus. I hope this helps

I curled on my bed,
The memories haunting me,
The pain eating me alive,
The tears flew down ,
The tears stops,

Lieing there thoughtless,
Yearning for a piece of relief,
With tears dried up sticking to my face,
My eyes were too cloudy to open.

I went down to sleep,
Someone caressed me,
Someone who made me feel light,
The touch let me receive immense joy and energy,

I slowly parted my eyelids open,
Cloudy as always,
I saw someone sitting beside me patting me,
I tried my best to recognise but I never knew someone like him,

He is dazzling with light,
Covered in the brightest white,
But something was different ,

I looked him once more,
His eye was the path to life,
His palms had hole that fits nail marks on it,
The marks could be seen clearly,
His toes have hole for nail mark could be fit,

I looked him once more,
He is covered with blood head to toe,
His head was crowned with thorny branches,
His whole body is shredded with marks of whip and his flesh could be seen with eyes ,
His body was torn,
His eyes could not be opened,
He had holes in palms and foots,
His flesh scattered around him,
His chest was wide open with blood splitting over,
His eyes carried the pain whole humanity suffered,

I recognised him,
He is my father,
He is the one who replaced our place of suffering,
In his great strength he did not lessen a part of burden human carried,
He had suffered everything we ever did,
He is the most high prince,
The son of creator,
The creator who gave his son because of love for mere creature he created ,
His on who accepted it and came down to earth they build together,
To be the sacrifice no one has ever offered,
He is most high priest,
The most high prince,
Who has everything under him,
But yet human was considered worth for his sacrifice of himself,
He defeated the evil,
He gave us freedom,

I hugged him,
Now I know the person who was beside for me all this while was him,
My God,
He caressed me ,
He asked me to be in peace,

I opened my eyes again,
There I saw that I was still curled down there,
But when I looked to my side,
He is there,
He has his hands stretched out to me,
I stretched my hands and went into his embrace,
The once embrace who knew my pain,
The one who loved me more than anything else,
The one who is by my side.

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