WHEN WILL THE MORNING COME by nikkitheexplorer
I have never seen the light
Cause everything seems unright
Every day is always night
My heart is burdened with fright
Because light for me is hope
But things are hard, so hard to cope
I get up and get the rope
Tie myself, tired of being a mope
The doctor says Im fine
Not insane nor out of line
I wanna be good and have a shrine
But where is it, where is sunshine
The night sky filled with stars shine brightly
My heart's tired, drowning slowly
Days pass by, hopeless is what I become
Tell me, when will the morning come?
Hello lovely steemians! How's your day? I just came from church and I am greatly blessed by God's word! Anyway, here's a poem I made. It talks about being hopeless and depressed. But no matter how hopeless you are, think outside the box! God is bigger than whatever your problem is! Anyways, enjoy your week fellas! God bless you all!
Love,
@nikkitheexplorer
Your poem is beautiful and very personal. God bless you
Thank you so much ☺
You're welcome
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