Lord God, I am broken, unholy, and far apart.
I wish to be made Yours; but don't know how;
I and my broken heart, searching for that jumpstart.
All I know is that it's not found in me,
No matter how I want to be free.
My heart, broken from the dawn,
Needs Your love, forgiveness, and grace.
Your broken body offers these,
But my broken mind cannot comprehend.
I hope to be Your pawn,
The weakest and lowest of face.
Yet my heart turns with the breeze,
This far I have failed to defend.
But I wish to be Yours in the end?
I am lost,
Bring me home.
Tell me what to do;
Please guide me to You.
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Poetry/Prayers to God (2023)
PoetryI've kept a prayer journal for the past month, and I can definitely see how it can be lyrical, I definitely won't be putting all of my prayers here, and with it being for anyone to read, it will likely focus on things less personal to my life, as we...
