Dear God,
You knew what I prayed for.
You saw how much I begged you.
You saw me shed tears everyday.
You saw me,
You saw I was dying inside.
You saw how tired I was.
You knew you were my last hope!
Dear God,
I begged you to keep this one person for me.
I begged you to let her stay,
To let her live.
You saw me,
You saw me crumbling.
You heard me begging.
Didn't you consider me Lord?
Didn't you think of how I'd feel?
Didn't you think of me Lord?
Now look how I am.
A big mess.
Messing up everything including the few loved ones I have left.
I begged you.
I cried to you.
Didn't you think of me Lord?
Now I'm ruining everything,
Losing everything.
Now I hate myself.
Why didn't you consider me Lord?
YOU ARE READING
Phoebe's journal. #Project Nigeria
Randomlet's just say there's a girl named Phoebe with a whole long string of thoughts. She expresses her pains, her dreams and her desires in her journal... She doesn't mind if strangers read it.. It was made for strangers actually... Pls read on. Don't...
