Life is complicated
Undiluted complication
Unaccountable confusion
A mess, really…
A mess we created ourselves
A mess we caused ourselves
Yet, time and again
Our fingers pointed away from ourselves
Hands shoving blames to others
When, who are we to blame really,
But ourselves?
Day by day
We struggle and we stumble
Attempting to crawl along
To move forward, even for just an inch
Yet, we are stagnated
Rooted to the ground
Not moving forward, nor moving backwards
Coming to a point,
That all we can do is fall to our knees
Heart wrenching
Bawling ourselves out
Sobbing away
Tears falling
Heart’s emptying…
With a whisper, we cried out the one word we couldn’t
Help…
Help me, please…
Oh, from the depth of our hearts that one word seep out
And He hears
He heard our whisper
