Frank Pulver Poems
Do you know how it feels to:
live a life full of fear?
be told that you’re stupid and useless?
have someone hold a grudge against you?
fight for acceptance?
see that suicide as the only option?
try to reach for help and it seems like no cares?
be chocked or slapped every day?
be physically assaulted every day?
Well if you answered no, then you don’t know what I feel every day.
I am being abused.... mentally, emotionally and physically
As He/She Holds Me Tight
As I lay here and hear the rain as it is falling.
It makes me feel sad, because I know the Lord hears me calling,
And I know that He feels my sadness and lonesome pain.
Sometimes it causing me to want to doubt Him but it not a gain.
Even though I sit lonely at night
I wish there was someone here hold me tight.
This why I still take my time and write down my journal posts,
Because I know that the Lord love so much more than most.