I look back
With such pain
Seeing the years of suffering
All to no gain
All that pain
Because of what I didn’t know
Fighting desperately
But with nothing to show
When all this time
I was built differently
Needed different things
To live successfully
I beat myself up
With hard, rigid rules
I thought by following them
That I would break through
It is only when
I learned who I was inside
I could begin to take steps
To free my mind
Why didn’t God
Reveal this to me sooner?
Now, I have lost so much
Am emotionally poorer
I have to believe
That it was for a purpose
And that an unsinkable joy
From the depths, will surface
But that doesn’t stop the pain
That I feel every day
That rips me up inside
Too agonising to even say
So, I package them up
In these heart-wrenching poems
And put trust in God
That He knows what He is doing
Years of Pain

Christ, Christian Poetry, Depression, Emotions, God, Healing, Hope, Pain, Poetry, Redemption, Trauma, Trust, Writing

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