Father, Can You Hear Me? Poem by Andreanna Atkins

If you can hear me, please call me,
because we need to talk.
You see, I've been having a bit of trouble
upholding my Christian walk.
Trials, Tribulations,
I knew they'd soon come
but the force in which they hit me
has turned my body numb.

Depressed, Self-consious,
Lord, my hearts yelping.
I try and turn to family
but they just can't help me.
My friends try to front
like they've never been thru it.
I needed You all along, Lord
and You knew it.

In my renewed Christian faith
I'm still swimming upstream.
But now it's easier
because I realize we're a team.
And as my dreams collage
with this facade I call life.
And my strife is forgotton,
turned rotton and thrown out.
Theres no doubt in my mind
that I may so happen to get weary.
But I'll pray for You to keep me...

And I know that You will hear me.