Thoughts

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