There was a time…

​there was a time I wanted to be on my own,

I didn’t want to talk, and when I did, I guarded my heart for what I really want to say and show.

I wanted to be left alone 

And show the world that I am okay, 

But inside my heart I was fuming even though God got in the way.

I was quiet 

I said nothing at all, 

People who I know me said I would say a lot, 

but what was I talking about… wanting to cause carnage or perhaps lead myself to getting shot.

I didn’t want to be here,

The people who protected me have now gone to heaven, 

I was presuming if I went with them I would feel light-minded, just like the age when I was 7.

Today I love God, the one who pulled me from the trenches,

There were people out there speaking sh@t and making no senses,

Now I meditate to the Father as I am no longer hell bent,

This life is temporary, through God’s message which is today sent.

Jason

26th November 2025