Trying to find the words,
Do you walk in my shows?
Or does that sound absurd?
Looking for parental calm
Which is never received,
So you look elsewhere
From there, God is who you will eventually believe.
I remember the moment, I tried to end my life
140 units of fast acting insulin, and failed,
Looking towards hope, where the Father never allows you to curtail.
Feeling betrayed
When the words from others “you made your bed, so you lay in it”
Negative words you wash away,
From the Father, he’ll have the final say..
Jason
21st November 2021
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