God help me find my true path
That you have created for me
In spite of my desires or sin
My days move me through
This maze of activities
That leaves me weary
People and circumstances
Are your playground
Happiness and suffering
Are the result
This world is heading
To oblivion even as I
Have no idea when
So keeping my eyes on the prize
Or perhaps my heart
Is essential to salvation
So must I continue as if
You're there and not
With a broken heart
Broken life tattered spectrum
Hits and regrets
Near death almost life
Still hanging on
To a notion of faith
Of your generosity
Rick Elpers
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/survivor-22/
