I'm in agony the pain I feel is deep, So deep I don't know where it ends and my soul begins.
Agony and pain over what I must decide, The grass over there looks so nice but I know it will leave a rash.
The side I'm on is nice but pushes me too far and asks too much from me.
What to do? Don't know what the answer is or where to go?
Does God even like me?
Help me...Help me...Help me...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
God always like you. will you please be kind to read my poem and comment then you will not need to go anywhere. but you have also posted a true feeling, a nice poem.