Dear Heavenly Father,
Why am I struggling,
Why am I in such pain,
Is this the life to live,
Or is this just one of your sick games.
I look up to you,
hoping you look down at me,
I'm suffering in agony,
Man only of you truly see.
I'm a victim of society,
I'm security for others to have,
I'm a forgotten spirit,
I'm never happy, never glad.
Asking for your forgiveness
Asking to be understood,
Asking to be loved,
I wish somebody would.
Why haven't you taken me in,
Why haven't I died,
I get beaten, and suffer,
And you just watch me cry.
I'm sorry for my mistakes,
I'm sorry for all not being a true son,
I'm sorry for not being a believer,
but it seems like it's the devils heart I truly won.
-Amen
Bobby Rivera
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/heavenly-father-6/
