I use to sing out "I want to be more like you Jesus"
I worshiped him and pray every chance i got
But those I want to be more like you chanced to who are you Jesus?
Falling away not praying not worshiping, not reading my bible, i had nothing to do with Him
So many long nights went by where i wish He was with me
But all I could whisper was "where are you Jesus? Where are you? You know ive been hurting so where are you? i'm sorry Jesus I need you.
I waited and waited I got no answer
Has He abandon me?

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The Struggles in Life
PoetryMy book is full of my thoughts. There is some positive in here you just have to find it. But this book is my thought, my feelings, my rants