I tried this post on the open forum, and was told it would be better placed here... lmao Though its not just for Christian eyes..
As a Christian, I find times where I am so tempted by the outside influences of Man, and Satan, that I fall even when I know better. And lifes journey has put me in positions I do not know how to fix. Sometimes, I forget to llok to God and ask His help and Guidance. Are you to Like this? Do you know if you are? Read this poem, Is this you? It is me, more than I know at times...
"Pathetically Lost"
Written at Midnight
Dec. 6th, 2006
I destryoed the happiness I had found
In a lustfull embrassing Kiss.
And I Laugh!!! HAHA.. I burst out..
The insanity of Hell is tossed.
"I'll never be tempted!" I shout.
..but... I am Pathetically Lost.
The Devil laughs at me in his fiery hole,
The pit of tormenting Doom.
Taunting me to forget myself
Engulfing the mind with gloom.
And his evil voice compounds my brain
with the ash and brimstone fire.
"And Who, My friend, are you!" he shrieks.
"To deny My Emblazoned Pire?"
Then delicasies of all delights,
become visible to my eyes.
Women dressed in lace, and gowns.
Food, Wine, and Unknown lies.
And like a dog, in the winter cold,
I smile and take my fill. <The cost?>
And the laughter becomes the Cadence
I am a sinner still. Pathetically Lost.
Do you here the rain? The tears,
Of the Almighty comming down.
What a joke I am in his Immortal Glare.
What a fool, WHAT A CLOWN!
I lay there gazing again at myself.
My past.. My dreams.. my wants.
And Lucifer Smiles a Devilish Grin.
And he continues with his taunts.
"LORD!!!" I shout, "I am nothing!"
"I have lost all to the desires of the flesh!"
"Please help me, save me from Myself!"
"Satan's Hold is strong..Your LOVE ENMESH!
The chill begins to engulf me...
And The sounds begin to frost.
Alone again in darkness I am.
Forever Pathetically Lost.
A poem
Pathetically Lost
340 words
Written by:
Daniel Strickland-Clabaugh
As a Christian, I find times where I am so tempted by the outside influences of Man, and Satan, that I fall even when I know better. And lifes journey has put me in positions I do not know how to fix. Sometimes, I forget to llok to God and ask His help and Guidance. Are you to Like this? Do you know if you are? Read this poem, Is this you? It is me, more than I know at times...
"Pathetically Lost"
Written at Midnight
Dec. 6th, 2006
The days of endless turmoil
day in, day out .. All the same.
Yet, here in this chaos called life
I am a drifter with no name.
Oh! What an egocentric view I have!
To think me alone in this.
For I see it every night at home.
Even in her loving Kiss.
I am that bound child, reaching .
Yearning for the immortal light.
And my voice so weak, so timid..
A lifeless song with no fight.
Here MY GOD, Look at me!!!!!!
By tethered bands, the deadly Cost!
I am Waiting, Crying, Hopeing My God
That I am Not Pathetically Lost.
And.... In a dream of endless nights,
I walk alone gazing at my past.
My mistakes of life are but fleeting,
And here in the eternity shall last.
Forever in a nightmare of what-ifs.
Ignorant of the hand of the Savior.
Encompassing my soul in Grace.
And I stand here shunning the favor.
Oh!!! What a life I have created.
In the instance of preternautural bliss,
I destryoed the happiness I had found
In a lustfull embrassing Kiss.
And I Laugh!!! HAHA.. I burst out..
The insanity of Hell is tossed.
"I'll never be tempted!" I shout.
..but... I am Pathetically Lost.
The Devil laughs at me in his fiery hole,
The pit of tormenting Doom.
Taunting me to forget myself
Engulfing the mind with gloom.
And his evil voice compounds my brain
with the ash and brimstone fire.
"And Who, My friend, are you!" he shrieks.
"To deny My Emblazoned Pire?"
Then delicasies of all delights,
become visible to my eyes.
Women dressed in lace, and gowns.
Food, Wine, and Unknown lies.
And like a dog, in the winter cold,
I smile and take my fill. <The cost?>
And the laughter becomes the Cadence
I am a sinner still. Pathetically Lost.
Do you here the rain? The tears,
Of the Almighty comming down.
What a joke I am in his Immortal Glare.
What a fool, WHAT A CLOWN!
I lay there gazing again at myself.
My past.. My dreams.. my wants.
And Lucifer Smiles a Devilish Grin.
And he continues with his taunts.
"LORD!!!" I shout, "I am nothing!"
"I have lost all to the desires of the flesh!"
"Please help me, save me from Myself!"
"Satan's Hold is strong..Your LOVE ENMESH!
The chill begins to engulf me...
And The sounds begin to frost.
Alone again in darkness I am.
Forever Pathetically Lost.
A poem
Pathetically Lost
340 words
Written by:
Daniel Strickland-Clabaugh