MY GOD WONT HELP ME
Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 2:36 pm
i came down stairs at 5am this morning to take some tablets for the pain
its that bad now i have trouble walking ,,hiding it obviously is even harder
so i took the tablets and lay down on the settee we have i the kitchen
i could see thru the window ,and i stared out and prayed to my god ,to help me get better ,,i said this is not for myself but for fran ,i told my god i will happily pay what ever price i must for my sin s ,but it must allow me to live for frans sake ,recently the doctor told me fran could be on oxygen in as little time as ten years ,,and what lies beyond that i didnt want to know ,,,this trouble i have now is from the exesses,of my youth ,
you see it does get you in the end ,,,this thing bleeds and grows and has become very angry ,,ive never been frightend of dying but this does give me that fear ,,ive been a good man since we met and got married ,,i would have thought i would have earned a few goodie pionts ,,but many times i have prayed to my god ,,and who is my god ,,well life itself ,,
the air we breathe ..the rains that falls the sun and the gentle breeze that blows around us ,,,and i think when we die ,we become these things ,,our souls fill the air ,,the rain is our tears of happiness or despair ,,,the sun is the warmth of our bodies and the smiles on our faces ,,,and the breeze is the touch of our love as we blow gently around our loved one s,, thats why people often say they can feel a loved ones presance ,because we become those things around them,,,,,but pray as i do ,we never get any breaks ,,but like this fight with the visitor i must not give up that prayer ,for at times like this i fear i will be taken without warning ,,and my lovely fran would be lost here without me ,,,please my god here my crys ,and show yourself to me ,,i see you everyday ,,i save birds lost in flight ,,i take frogs back to water ,and i take spiders from the path of danger, I pray for the lost soldiers ,and the poor victims of disasters,yet you seem to abandon me, Will you not carry me to safety ..as i do these small creatures and carry me in your thoughts as i do these poor victims of war ,and life ,Am i not worthy of even that,,,I stand before you now at
these crossroads in my life ,and i dont know were to turn ,,
You must save me our strike me down ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,ken
its that bad now i have trouble walking ,,hiding it obviously is even harder
so i took the tablets and lay down on the settee we have i the kitchen
i could see thru the window ,and i stared out and prayed to my god ,to help me get better ,,i said this is not for myself but for fran ,i told my god i will happily pay what ever price i must for my sin s ,but it must allow me to live for frans sake ,recently the doctor told me fran could be on oxygen in as little time as ten years ,,and what lies beyond that i didnt want to know ,,,this trouble i have now is from the exesses,of my youth ,
you see it does get you in the end ,,,this thing bleeds and grows and has become very angry ,,ive never been frightend of dying but this does give me that fear ,,ive been a good man since we met and got married ,,i would have thought i would have earned a few goodie pionts ,,but many times i have prayed to my god ,,and who is my god ,,well life itself ,,
the air we breathe ..the rains that falls the sun and the gentle breeze that blows around us ,,,and i think when we die ,we become these things ,,our souls fill the air ,,the rain is our tears of happiness or despair ,,,the sun is the warmth of our bodies and the smiles on our faces ,,,and the breeze is the touch of our love as we blow gently around our loved one s,, thats why people often say they can feel a loved ones presance ,because we become those things around them,,,,,but pray as i do ,we never get any breaks ,,but like this fight with the visitor i must not give up that prayer ,for at times like this i fear i will be taken without warning ,,and my lovely fran would be lost here without me ,,,please my god here my crys ,and show yourself to me ,,i see you everyday ,,i save birds lost in flight ,,i take frogs back to water ,and i take spiders from the path of danger, I pray for the lost soldiers ,and the poor victims of disasters,yet you seem to abandon me, Will you not carry me to safety ..as i do these small creatures and carry me in your thoughts as i do these poor victims of war ,and life ,Am i not worthy of even that,,,I stand before you now at
these crossroads in my life ,and i dont know were to turn ,,
You must save me our strike me down ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,ken